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Mar 2021
Pushed to the edges of the devil's fauceted design,

Relentlessly pushing me to be tormented till I'm realigned,

Every bad choice bestowed by mind control in the murderess who I'd confide,

Nothing feels right, I've lost my sight, downwards plight to the end I've declined,

Her deceit cut out my feet to stumble on stubbled meat at her level to greet, as she cheats to stomp my heart with cleats,

She smirked while her bellowing heart flirts with templating quirks to lure frenemies in her skirt, heartlessness filled with her venomous heart as my new nemesis,

The discard with no regard has my soul charred, soullessness with her selflessness I'm locked in and barred,
Protecting the weak who look to me and seek me as their guard,
she's fast to exploit the past rubbing distasteful distress trapped in her mindful junkyard,

The end begins within as the nightmare scares except those who pretend,
My hand was lent and bent as she killed to be thrilled by those hands in contempt,

Deaths breath proved dooms gloom so rude to exclude an angelic relic of the hearts far apart,
pushed and ambushed, I crumble by her rumble of a deeply creepy leaping within the soul by sin to lose control,

The Interminable Agony pushed me to be a phantom,
A lost spirit cursed to walked this earth forever abandoned,
The Suffering by clandestine infusion to hell, I'm endlessly fashioned to be saddened.
Written by
Kenneth R Pariseau
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