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Bleak Comfort

Dirty water
Leaks
From a
Spored ceiling

Wings of
Your inner
Demons
Surround me

In a
Warm
Caress
Of...

No,
No I can't
Possibly
Let these,

Let your,
Demons,
Their brittle
Wings,

Comfort me.
But
They
Do
Written by ShadyBlocks
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