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134 · Apr 2020
The Dark
B Apr 2020
A candle can only stand so long against the never ending dark.
It flickers and wanes as it struggles to leave its mark.
This game will always be won by the never ending dark.
A simple allegorical poem about depression.
131 · Oct 2019
Sheep
B Oct 2019
The idiotic ideology of internally inactive
97 · Jun 2020
We Fall
B Jun 2020
Isn’t it funny, how life can fall,
Yesterday things were great, I felt so tall,
But today it’s all gone south,
Now all that’s left,
Is this bitter taste in my mouth,
I had no idea life would go this way,
I was happy for a time,
but it’s all gone today,
Yesterday was time for action,
But it’s too late now,
My life has lost its traction.
You wake up to realise you’ve fallen a very long way
77 · Sep 2020
The Inevitable Fall
B Sep 2020
The days after the revolution, have turned sour,
We lost what was important, in that bitter hour,
We gave our strength, in the face of their power,
We confined ourselves, in this political tower,
We grew them in hate, like a poppy flower!
The uprising must come before the fall

— The End —