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Jermon
Poems
Nov 2021
Interstate Statics.
Unblemished.
A darkened cave, and the waterfall runs cold through my hair.
The silence is numbing,
Yet the numbness is welcome.
The void, a retreat.
A memory.
Noise. Colors bursting, ravaging the conscious.
Beauty, yet its brightness is overwhelming.
The blackness is relieving.
03.11.2021
Written by
Jermon
16/M/Cryptus
(16/M/Cryptus)
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