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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Far away in a distant land Where nobody knew my name I carved out a throne of ice And buried myself in the womb of winter The Reaper held my hand And the other held piles of pills I shakily held onto hope As she healed from her own attempt A honeybee died weakly in my hand While I stared at the setting sun I buried it and my fears In an unmarked grave I awoke in the doctor's arms My attempted death left me frail The honeybee slept peacefully As its bunkmate came to strangle me As I burned my last memories of the Reaper The sun shone on my back again A wounded Devil Survivor on a March Having a title made me feel stronger The Reaper blotted out the sun And her aura fooled me into believing A bitter soda and rum Embraced me and kept me warm I embraced my role as a Hermit As she flew away to quench her lust The unforgiving summer sun drenched me in sweat As I began to detox in the heat I embraced my role as the second place prize And offered my seed as greedily as she demanded it And as I returned to my throne of ice I found it completely melted Apollo himself couldn't give me the strength I needed to fight every challenger I dropped my sword and scabbard And left my throne room to the dogs The universe was setting up To repeat itself in a grand reboot I doped up in any way I could To ensure hitting the bottom didn't kill me The Sun and Moon shone on my broken body As the Reaper's last traces burnt in the light Still alive but numb as could be I began my Detox Reboot Withdrawal symptoms wrack my sleeping frame But I'm more alive than I've been in years As snow clouds form over my broken castle I prepare to craft a new throne
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