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World of Corruption

The rush of blood as its pumping,Muffled beneath the sound of this harsh thumping. Soft, shallow, and ever hollow…My heart has chosen, my heart has spoken. There is no escaping the fate my heart has set its rhythm to,There is … Continued

A Loss of Self

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I lost a piece of myself,Searching for something nearby.I lost a part of who I was,Looking for something by my side. I wallowed in the Darkness,Along an obscured path.Malign from the blindside,I denied the comfort of the Light. I let … Continued