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Mysterious Intrigue

I teeter between worlds

Leaving behind the dead leaves of my former self

I can feel the fiery red impulse for what's next

The moment I pierce the calcium to enter the world, yet again


Moon cycles spent, for a place where I can give in

I turn my head with reassurance and content

I feel vigor in my bones, roasted flesh, and blood of my own

A mysterious unknown, swelters within


Paying homage to the darkness that kept me company

I remember the taste of melancholy

A desperate dank excuse for malice

A rotten memory I struggle to forget


I'm being bad, yet again

Released the idea of pity and embraced the power within

The lack of care always intrigued me

I let it fester in the background until the right instant


Relieving the shame that felt its way through my veins

Remorse for us, I was a casualty

In the casual sense of forever

I sacrifice myself to the invisible like I'd never...



 
 
 

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