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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A humanity Slain by a black ghost flame Because their God was an unspeakable name A Mournful, Insane, multitude with emnity and self induced labor pains An Eon that has never awoken - A Copt of Souls- skin of the seas soaken- in the foamy afterbirth of aftermaths toil, in spoil by the Unspoken strains Alone without a soul, or meaningful, rich soils of cultivation, to be grafted in, birthing anew, and not staying long enough to become unattended, mud from the rain and eroded by sins, splitting image is a sea splashing your brain i see all that you do, your stratas of civilizations Unveiling me of the Mystery of the Unseen, in indignant stagnation but mildew of what once was a nation fingertips form fitting on the sill of the stranded looking after loves dead bug Dust dried, shriveled and Unspoken for encapsulated in your dung The Unfitting glove, trying us on for size, tongue in cheek, begrudging the nudge off the cliff closer Eons are all too slow for you to fully comprehend its reign As you grow further in age, The light of the star Beside you, fades, phase shifts as darkmatter and becomes blacker still like soot on the page Turn you cron-icon along its path As the dark of the age "Comicon of the lost" Engaging, you, along its malevolence you are its Priestess, caught giving burnt offerings of garbage you made special issuance not all your glimpses, a mirrors tear, somewhere in Time's, Lots snapped on the dancing diadem dragons lair plot, Dune sand trap, left "sleeping "in the rough" at the Gates Of Aurizen, a Phoenix Unrisen, to the Denizens, of the left Layers of nothingness-spinning placebo, cursing the dark side of our moons And only silence in raft upon the voided rift The Unspoken, unspoken,Apathy, ingratitude TheM Ulktra Violence Them, Humans once lived
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