Phase One
Phase One
By Nathan Hannen
Half of my soul arranged in psychedelic patterns
Remaining, I don't know what it is that will happen
Concrete expectancy rate, A silhouette of void shades
The green queen, Or the one legged ace of spades
The acorn leaf, Devoid of respiratory functions
Arriving at multi exitable crossroads, With eternal junctions
A preparation of rumbling acidic downpours in vain
Around the corner, Zig-zagged in purple flame
A road continues through a three dimensional lane
Amicably, Enemies melting to death in the toxic rain
The End.
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