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Contemptuous Conscience
Catacombs that surround never freed never found,
Cobwebs that abound always there of their bound…
Memories that still hound surfacing in their drowned,
Morality that does mound accountability to astound.
Tortuous thoughts of their kill cryptic cries in their spill,
Scurrilous within their skill ideological upon their ill…
Foreboding amidst their fill revengeful of their thrill,
Digging deep where they drill deluging with their pill.
Inner voices that magistrate habitualists of their hate,
Minotaur at the gate languorous labyrinths of their fate…
Delusional in their crooked straight dreams that frustrate,
All this in a conscience crate pensive pious will inoculate.
Oct.04.2019
My Favorite Junkyard
Sponsored by: Craig Cornish
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