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An Untitled Drabble Poem I Wrote The Other Day...


Asrai

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You sound like a broken record,

With scratches up the sides.

Your self~indulgent drivel

Has me screaming in delight.

Oh what I’d give to face you,

To just perceive that clouded mind.

Would I grow to like you?

Or rather feel a stone gum grind?

With blood curling in my tongue,

The taste of hate just feels too good.

My aim was never to protect you,

Although, you see, I should.

You pull alone in endless,

A struggle in our shell.

I’ll redefine your features,

And mask that pain with hell.

~ me

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