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Dark Matter

dark matter 
in distant places odd 
facades hang on vacant faces
walking the endless maps 
across forgotten nations 
as feet bleed crimson 
as angels weep 
as dark matter collects 
on ancient city streets 
old hands write cryptic 
words a requiem for the living 
dark matter in distant places 
endless nations gather 
cryptic eyes glazed gaze out
as angels bleed
something scream down 
labyrinthian streets 
dark matter reeks

Copyright © | Year Posted 2021




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