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Dolefully trudge to my chamber this night.
Carrying burden of this inimical plight.
Scrawling as a means to drop this weight light.
But alas, who will read these words that I write?
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Heaven in a dark place.
Jokers with no face.
Not a moment free yet not a thing to do.
The theif paints his cell walls.
With crushed plants and it falls.
Ivory clouds speckle the sky of blue.
Deep in the brain stem.
A bulb burning light dim.
Wallows the roots of everything once feared.
Blind marchers guiding.
Hunters found hiding.
Messy brigade leaves the ruins cleared.
Time will move on and on and on and on and on you too soon.
By the time your eyes adjust to the sun you'll be seeing the moon.
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Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 5:39 PM UTC
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Dolefully trudge to my chamber this night.
Carrying burden of this inimical plight.
Scrawling as a means to drop this weight light.
But alas, who will read these words that I write?
....................................................................
Heaven in a dark place.
Jokers with no face.
Not a moment free yet not a thing to do.
The theif paints his cell walls.
With crushed plants and it falls.
Ivory clouds speckle the sky of blue.
Deep in the brain stem.
A bulb burning light dim.
Wallows the roots of everything once feared.
Blind marchers guiding.
Hunters found hiding.
Messy brigade leaves the ruins cleared.
Time will move on and on and on and on and on you too soon.
By the time your eyes adjust to the sun you'll be seeing the moon.
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