Damage
Drain out the violence from the paintbrush and smear it to the canvas
Aggressive creatures scuttle into my expanding cranium
Memories of him echoes through the forest…into the atmosphere
Astonishing screams of misfortune filter the forest where he once trailed
Great solitude and rage tortures us all…we will not fall!
Everlasting breakage paints me a portrait of turmoil and what not
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