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The Depressed 1

Through a sleepless night I wonder

As my last dream I do ponder

Like Rasputin I walk the night

Seeing into the flashes of light

In the bright shadows I can see

The secret darkest parts of me

Chunks taken daily from my soul

Never able to reach my goal

I slip along the shattered ridge

Walk across the tattered bridge

Fallen pieces of me forsaken

 

Delighted by what they have partaken

Run, run river of cherry red

Flows of nattering from my head

Senseless babbles it is said by some

Those who understand get none

In the words scattered through

The truth reveals all to you

  • Author: The Depressed 1 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 17th, 2022 03:45
  • Category: Surrealist
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  • FallenAngel1๐Ÿ•Š

    Very nicely executed. It flows well๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒŸ๐Ÿ˜ŠโœŒ๐Ÿ•Š



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