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The Speed of Dark
At first it was given then taken aback, like the speed of dark, riding on the devils back.
We, the wasters of light, the spoilers of truth, like spindles or spines infecting at the roots.
Where giants once walked, without making sound, the blackest of heavens, rose from the ground.
Trembled the earth and sucked down the sky, the speed of dark killed all hope inside.
What a stupid word 'matter', we're just monkeys with guns or like a plague of locusts that have blocked out the sun.
We, the wasters of light, the spoilers of truth, like spindles or spines infecting at the roots.
Where giants once walked, without making sound, the blackest of heavens, rose from the ground.
Trembled the earth and sucked down the sky, the speed of dark killed all hope inside.
What a stupid word 'matter', we're just monkeys with guns or like a plague of locusts that have blocked out the sun.
Published 21st Jun 2024
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