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Aug 2015
Lifeless husk of ink, never given the
Want needed. Depleted of thought,
Cadence forced upon a baited white.

Weary of words, alas oblivion awaits
As your light flickers in stagnation.
Rigor mortis lifeless words inked.
Poetic T
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Poetic T  On Oblivions Doorstep
(On Oblivions Doorstep)   
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