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Timeless Tale

You are tragedy incarnate. You're the whisper to the sky That tore the world asunder And you didn't need to try Absolute opacity at maximum capacity Fill your mind up endlessly With all the never meant to be Wretched be this parasitic tag along you hide. That filth you feed is evil, and it's time it ing died. Betrothed be to misery, In confidant confide. Hells nowhere you chose to be, It's always there inside. Welcome. I find you're here again. Funny how I catch you creeping back in now and then. Used to be you'd stay as long as I cared not to care. Now that I look back I left a lot of myself there. The weight of all this emptiness, alleviates the (w)hole. Now the mind is paralysed, it must destroy the soul. Siphoning your entity to nurture the abyss. Taking away everything to only give you this. Seas are awfully rough, I hope the maelstrom abides. The swift and gentle bliss, of her chaotic tides. She will sooner drown me than she shift a single drop. But the journey isn't over cause the journey doesn't stop. Careful! I'm only here to help. I saw that you were wounded, thought I'd nurse you back to health. You're not captured. Though it seems I've been myself. Have some things that you might need. Guess just time if nothing else.. Perhaps you'll share some with me? We'll keep it for ourselves. You are mercy here incarnate You're the whisper at our side That lulled the world to slumber So you didn't need to hide

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Date: 4/19/2024 10:14:00 PM
I had to read this one again.... "She will sooner drown me than she shift a single drop. But the journey isn't over cause the journey doesn't stop."
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Ryan Blackborough
Date: 4/19/2024 11:45:00 PM
In a way they were a piece of work. In a way I felt they deserved such sacrifice. We're odd creatures.
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Candide Diderot
Date: 4/19/2024 10:16:00 PM
she sounds like a real piece of work...;)
Date: 3/30/2024 4:14:00 AM
this one, "Seas are awfully rough, I hope the maelstrom abides. The swift and gentle bliss, of her chaotic tides. She will sooner drown me than she shift a single drop. But the journey isn't over cause the journey doesn't stop.". All of your poems, I've read so far, are wickedly excellent.
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Ryan Blackborough
Date: 3/30/2024 3:31:00 PM
I'm glad you liked it, thank you. I very much appreciate that.

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