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A slightly dark poem today.
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Time - 05 May 19
Painted faces
Soured dreams
Dark days
Curdled together
In daemon song
Infused with acid
Kept till time decided
The end had come
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Maybe not so "slightly", just dark.
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A place to allow some of my literary and other creative skills to emerge and evolve.
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