In the Myre of Decete
Erupting black fire
Coarse through my desire
Blotted caosim futile myre
Not far off from thee dyre
Dyre reckoning of us all
No more can i fall
Hit rock bottom lull
Lull of a reciprical
Lost in the decete
More then i secrete
Before i can leap
Feeling every heart beat
Fall again evermore
When do i hit the floor
How can there be more
In thee myre from wence before
Copyright © Matthew Rozon | Year Posted 2016
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