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Savagely Spent

My soul seems gone life withdrawn a murder scene scoured clean. My heart appears dead expiration ahead darkness despair sheer nightmare hellish abyss medusa’s kiss. My mind feels slain savagely spent on maggots lain injected infected this disease destructions intent. My being is hollow spilled out bloody wallow oasis of scum unrequited love’s kingdom come. Everything is lunacy! absurdity pervades so brutally insinuated insistently beyond reason love’s season near senility.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 12/18/2020 3:55:00 PM
Believe me, everything is lunacy, roll with it. You do dark very well.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 12/22/2020 12:37:00 AM
I suspect you are. Most brilliant writers are very dark.
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Rob Levasseur
Date: 12/18/2020 4:32:00 PM
I am dark.

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