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Into the Deep Blue

I made a lake filled with hate And kept it clogging up, It was bulking, bulking, till it broke Thro' emptying its animosity. And when it could no longer hold Its propaganda of repugnance, It was bleeding, bleeding, till I saw Some ugsome fear burning cold- Where then I fell thro' into hell Baiting a creep of despair, And I, in silence, some strange silent Omen spat its vomit from my belly. I felt the sting of pain overpower Breaking my mind into pieces, It was horrible, horrible, I couldn't toil Nor finish fish I'd tried to bake. Here comes now the vilest mother Of my grief wrecking appetites, She was excreting, excreting, till I choked On her heinous mudslide of hogwash- Now I am drowning in a lake Self made thro' illicit ills, Depression has awoken in its wake And I'll slide deeper let 'em see.

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Date: 1/8/2024 9:12:00 PM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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