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Jan 2018
Distilled by blackened blood,
Our ancestral integrity
Dissipates between damaged hands-

Hearts and *****
Scarred by the jarring truth-

Two lions warring 'til death.

Transference imprisons
Our fragile egos-

Forces discomfort
Upon the burdened soul-

Dismembered and scattered
By mercurial synapses.

A once steel-trap mind-
One-way vision-

Sears apart

And convolutes his confusion-
Human ashes lost to the wind.

Oh ancient wind-
Bearer of truth-

Whisk away my insanity-

A mere whisper in the dark.
Patrick Sporrer
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Patrick Sporrer  26/M/Reading, PA
(26/M/Reading, PA)   
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