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May 2017
In there is semi lurid warm and dark
Thoughts pounding and gushing out with forces of momentum
Calmness inject solitary rest
Restitution of mind rerun light test

Temptation as rats, and rodents accompanied my companion
Unsolicited ****** bats *******
Relationship despise my sixfoot death row

Guffaw haunted voice echoed roaring
Cut by the gate closed, banging sound deafening
Makes fear wrestle boldness

Moreover in here am dead and forgetten in outer world
I have seen millions of orion light passed
Relatives and friends despise me for I speak the voice of truth
Better he lay there ant rot

My skin turns gholish white like a ghost
I give up my body and dance with my soul
I am a blessed soul enlightened with amethyst truth
My unwashed clothes are feed with snow detergent

And my waxing bone strong with rays of dark terruric energy trap
My sun never settle it shines
Eclipse of moon provides transculent illumination as I see divine
Flying high into a realm of self enlightenment in my death row as truth tow me
into a free being

by
Martin Ijir
The Sick Red Carnation
Written by
The Sick Red Carnation  27/F/Iran
(27/F/Iran)   
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