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An awry molding created me
It had to be carefully chiseled

In wonder of which olympian grudge
my vessel is made of....

Compulsive arson.
Never destined to fade away

Designated as the conductor
of the inauspicious
Silent
and fearful
in front of the gods


They'd like me to forge on rocks my misery
and keep them
as a reminder not to trespass
Where do I belong?
To whom am I against?
Most of them wear a mask of the same shameful face
As my fear comes closer, I strut
Hide, you doubt

My labels wants me imprisoned
Getaway holes are covered and hidden

My rebels slowly
amiably
erase the chasm

from here
to the unknown
Written by personanongrata (Astral Gift)
Published | Edited 10th Nov 2016
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