Expiring,
Bending to the will of slaves,
Whimsy Marauder!
My chalice remains virgin!
Clenched between my teeth,
Are the fews cells of life you have left,
Absorbed from the celestial fradulence you call existence.
Fictitious blending of asymmetrical cores,
For now you will know,
That life is simply learning to die.
Fabricated Valor
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Re: Fabricated Valor
very complex poem in my eys, this will take a while. i like poems with embedded meanings of which i gather this contains.
thanks for reading!!! =] " ill never strafe, ill never wonder, all absence does is make the heart grow fonder "
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