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Slime-God 14h
Wearing out my smile
I grin once more in death’s face
How long can this last?
Screaming out in vain
I see naught to call out to
Yet still... I 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 scream.
Colours of the fringe
Amethyst runs through the sky
Burning down the night
Like a tiny moth
I am drawn to these pages
To perish in flame
Reshaping my time
into that of a Tiger.
I feign at courage.
To sit upon my duty,
or finally act?
you ever get stuck doing nothing because it *feels* like something?
Slime-God Sep 18
Have you grown weary?
Would you like to rest a while?
Shut your eyes with me...
for clarity yes, I mean bade, the past-tense of bid, not bad.
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