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Monday, 2 September 2013

My Reprieve

Hope compels me to destroy myself.
An endless unseeing road,
Like the rabbit hole which does not lead to Wonderland.
Where the important things are meaningless and the trivial are paramount.
Gone is my humour, my remorse, my hearts redemption.
Dissect humanity and reject its worthless spine
Implant illusions and fallacies into dreams unborn
Forsake the truth and its ancillaries
Scorn the indescribable
Unleash the spite, the darkness, the shroud of hunger
Anesthetize the will, the power, the indomitable.

Forever to lay in wait, the soul, unknown to its bearer… awaiting its reprieve.

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