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blackness for all infinity, unseen walls
hints of blue and purple on horizon lines all
not enough to reveal status
an oddly rounded cone with unspecified edges
laying horizontal, light the way for several yards
it's grey and yellow lines through the black and dusty brown
and red dirt
the empty sound of desperation
tires moving across pavement
Doppler effect moment
indistinct as reflected light enters the windows
driver? or broken glass in a wreckage rolling
no beginning to speak of
no end in sight
the goal is to get there
somewhere
hints of blue and purple on horizon lines all
not enough to reveal status
an oddly rounded cone with unspecified edges
laying horizontal, light the way for several yards
it's grey and yellow lines through the black and dusty brown
and red dirt
the empty sound of desperation
tires moving across pavement
Doppler effect moment
indistinct as reflected light enters the windows
driver? or broken glass in a wreckage rolling
no beginning to speak of
no end in sight
the goal is to get there
somewhere
Literature
reflections in the glass
I came to know myself through the shadows that were cast would never measure up to reflections in the glass and as the light, it came due I clung to this broken mask was the only way I knew to finally face the past it’s time to own the moment it is time to face the truth this chapter means to foment the divisions of my youth expose the lies I lived in and see all that they cost her destiny unforgiven she unmasks the impostor and as the light, it came due I clung to this broken mask I came to know myself through the shadows that were cast was the only way I knew to finally face the past would never measure up to reflections in the glass it’s time to own the moment it is time to face the verse stand off with the opponent with his chapter unrehearsed pray hope can be directed and if not, at least fostered for shadow’s resurrected where I’m deemed the impostor would never measure up to the shadows that were cast I’ve come to know myself through
Literature
night mare infestation
now how’s this for a twist the sun has been eclipsed thy intuition to this fruition is something thou couldn't miss thou may pray for the mercy for that was already gone thou can come and pray for me and question what went wrong don't beseech for it's my decree this land be purged burned by the bloody light till thy hearts begin to churn so my dearest student twilight I’m glad thou hast made friends but I watched you all grow I've witness the beginning of thy’s story and I’ll be the one that brings it end Thou hast done everything even grown in to a princess but thy power to me is still nothing so there is no point to resist With nothing to say and this final lesson learn there is nothing left my students but to let my kingdom burn
Literature
the king of warmth
Is it a fear we are possessed by the possibility or is it even worse that we really know? Or are we afraid that only little is there trinkets at best? But maybe that could be something to be happy about Though still, no worse when you don’t get it it just not coming Why do the toxins enter our body after we’ve waited so long? And whenever crown jewels are in our hands? And yet it will not last nor rise at the time I require excuse and pardon Why does the fires that melt the frost always die in Winter? You call out and you call out but where’s the king of warmth nowhere to be found become less frequent that the hit you’re getting inside Heat king confirmed dead in the courtyard regular schedule comings and goings of the deeps that keep you going they come and go flowing on their own rhyme and rhythm I will always await no matter what and welcome them…
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