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Oct 2016 · 178
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Miles Mercer Oct 2016
this is an uncanny grey abyss
it would seem
having friends for thoughts and thoughts for friends
ushered to silence at the expence of my pleasure

masking faith with translucent behaviour, fooling the wind to believe me a bird with no wings

this is me: only the skin of a traitor, the eyes of a hater, the hair of a liar and the hands of a lesser living creature

— The End —