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Inadmissable doubt consumes me Focused on numerology & alchemy Digits of imagination cloister me in Equal parts of darkness & light swirl together as oil paints swim on a canvas Censored like a spell check document Taking away words from the poet's mouth, your upheaval is unwarranted The nose of denial snobs high Words of elementary diction lead me to an army of multiple astricks Static noise washes out the picture Redacted words incense my anger Personality collides with my now peaceful deamonor Slamming doors of times past I glow as a ghost hovering over the edge of denial's table Triple numbers reveal before my eyes A spinning mind of my curiosities Gambling with cards of destiny Fate takes my limp grasp pumping me for information on my disposition I am plagued by the phantom folly, an irridescent specter of night is the ghoul The possessor of ********** crushes children of irreverence A scythe quivers as does His dagger of justice looming in the hospital hallway Grim Reaper of all hopes & desires Fading as the golden hour surpasses us Ceiling peeling down with caustic paint Into a sea of colours do I wander & become one with the taut earth
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Apr 12
Apr 12, 2026 at 3:59 PM UTC
An Army of Astericks