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desperate hearts, cry as one
clinging to their waning hopes
multitudes of existence, pining for their terminus
the fever breaks at last, as the thought is given form
the Question put to task in a new enlightened dawn
"the catalyst by which we facilitate renewal
becomes the impetus causing all this to unravel"
the new enlightened host and the dark that it rebukes
will all be cast aside for a new form to be given
Hail! The new dawn!
the fabric tears betwixt, and the torche's light renewed
held aloft, assuming new paths the light has given
a new voice cries out shrill, to abate the coming storm
to cast aspersions on the illusion of our heaven
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limbs sway aloft in the breadth of old hope
courage given way to cowardice
light begins to fade in the throes of the storm
the multitude abates by the brunt of it's force
penitent pleas unheralded; cries for respite; the gale unmoved
truths have been gleaned in the wake of this destruction
the torrent, undaunted, dismantles the host
divided and confined, cast out from our havens
the winds swallow our words, languished, defeated
“I am afraid in losing my confidant
this whole will never be consummate”
hope has abandoned me
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“I’ve laid to rest this fading light;
borne from our forebears naivety.
Darkness enveloping, endless dirac sea
Negative space embracing the infinite.
Embers all burned to ash,
A final plea for sanctuary.
Primordial spark extinguished
Dissolve to nothing, ceaseless duress.”
Fires once burned in our throats,
Mouths now choked with ashes.
Languid skin draped over desiccated bone
Last gasps dissolved in the abyss.
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Tinnitus (Phantom Pangs)
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Empty vessels,
Void of perception
Phantom limbs twitch and stutter,
Emotional tinnitus.
The pain will never dissipate.
“rend this veil, tear this flesh, begin anew, fill this hollow”
Ceaseless duress
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vehement indictments, directionless vitriol
gnashing teeth, tearing muscle tissue
fragmented thoughts, myriad fractures
‘this plane is fustian, life squandered
transient being, rest in solitude”
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static warmth creeps over the Body
drifting apart, dissolving like earth
under the breaking of waves
spreading to cover the expanse
a return to formlessness
day breaks
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