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Time spilled in between the tired eyes: trudging along in rain wreaking havoc

Does my wife comfort me and quell my aching soul?

does this life satisfy
or beat me down a thirsty blackened bottom hole?

does my mind conjure
and drag me off
to four corners of my worn in bed?

my thoughts are demons
whispered words leave me for dead.

they'll have me drawn & quartered,
melt down the goddamned key.
break in the lock
this aftershock
reverberates in me .
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
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