Here you will find my musings, most are quite dark and appeal to a select few, if you fall under that category I hope you enjoy what you read, thoughts are welcome
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Thursday, 4 February 2016

Dark Moon Rising

Vomiting up words
that choke me in dreams
no-one there to hear
my echoless screams.

Claws rip the shroud
leave it tattered and torn
arrhythmia distorted
pulse starts to mourn.

Medicated illusions
reap the chasm of my soul
coiling into cavities
taking full control.

Visions are jumbled
in mental confusion
leaving thoughts wide
to twisted illusion.

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