The sludge hangs over my bed at night
it dreams my dream and fights my fight
oozing desecration of reality it's substance
Like snow, I melt into it.
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Author:
Agantuk (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 18th, 2025 09:11
- Category: Reflection
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Comments3
Excellent write
Quite an image you present in these few lines. Nicely done
That is an interesting write with some imagery, enjoyed the read
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