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Tyrant II
Enduring the filthiest
Feeling that's seeping
Which left your diminishing
Consciousness weeping
Study the scars
Carved in your body
That wanted for something
That will never be
Enduring the filthiest
Feeling that's seeping
Which left your diminishing
Consciousness weeping
All the old feelings
You wont feel anymore
You've failed yet again
You've been through this before.
Feeling that's seeping
Which left your diminishing
Consciousness weeping
Study the scars
Carved in your body
That wanted for something
That will never be
Enduring the filthiest
Feeling that's seeping
Which left your diminishing
Consciousness weeping
All the old feelings
You wont feel anymore
You've failed yet again
You've been through this before.
Published 8th Feb 2015
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8th Feb 2015 9:33pm
9th Feb 2015 4:19am
I sense hopelessness and futility in this poem. A determination or need to fight against something that overwhelms, that is implacable, inevitable.
Good Stuff.
Good Stuff.
