![]() Cage of NothingA Poem by SilverFish![]() Derrp I need to get out more often...![]() Ecliptic transition of memories, seem to fade into speckled bits of dust. And the haunting still continues, yet no one has ever seen the ghost. Hit myself with reflections, like a ghastly, grieving hand. And the black-smoke demons lure, yet no one has ever heard their laughter. So be the circles in which I run, become my false wilderness. For my animal is slowly dying and its spirit remembers the sky.
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