Dripping despair clings to strangled emotion
Pools of crimson flow through empty streets
Silent hatred stabbing from cloaked sadness
Frozen shackles bound to worthless feet
Alone in a forgotten room of fear
Moss hanging from structured torment
Powdered dust consuming the air
Sparked happiness disappears
Broken and shattered
Torn and shaken
Crumbled and fallen
Rising to heaven
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P.X. Vexxus (
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