slight of mind
from others blind
slipping grip, and left behind
bear nine tail
no pleading wail
shifting whip, of self assail
slight the land
oft then brand
slitting drip, will not withstand
noose the pall
with echo’s call
splitting lip, his id befall
scars and stains
of shattered brains
stripping thrip, of what remains
I like the imagery in this despite the depressing nature
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Sorry, my feelings took my phone
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Mine do that sometimes! They just run amuck. I hope you feel better
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It’s like you’ve never read my posts before 😆
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Oh you know, new day, new me, new you, new bodies in the freezer … just starting new!
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