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Midnight Madness
HE walks slowly
along the engorged path
of midnight madness.
Spilling crude pain
each crippling step
of the way.
With angular eyes
a fertile grim heart and
an infinitely defective
MIND...HE
quietly steals
the innocence of
glossy blossoms
who unknowingly
sprout or roam
HIS gritty black trail...
Forever tarnishing
bushy roots
and buds once pure,
mutilating their body,
their growth,
their essence
and more.
Leaving behind Midnight Madness spores...
Lay
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