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Jack Speaks
Although intoxicated within ethereal madness; bound within the chains of this soulless prison. I'm desperately in love with this Gothic sadness; whilst staring into a fog of disheartened reason. Walking and stalking through dark rancid streets; stopping for pints, now the pain's finally receding. Through smoke and crowds; reverent and discreet. A bottle to the abyss, now heartless and bleeding. Watch the frightened view my new lifeless prize; found there in the dark of a White Chapel lane. A gutter splashed in blood; wasted faceless lives; I feel not of blame, nor absolved of pious shame. A grave awaits all that tempt this pattered wraith from the streets of lust, to the arches of festoon stealing their souls whilst courting a devilish faith I'm in love with blood of all devoid of a moon. Muffled be the moans through all incised dreams; Inhale a swirling mind while exhaling into hell. Humming in rhyme of timed whispered screams. Clock chimes bye, so off go I, leaving now as well. 1/28/2021 Murder In The Tunnel Poetry Contest Sponsor: Kai Michael Neumann
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