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(Which I clearly followed the basic formula of, but made it unique to myself)





I/'/m the choking of a dry throat
Words caught in ululated throws
I/'/m the weight in the torso
Dragging the world /'/til it moves so slow
I/'/m the light in the darkness
Strange hue in closed eyes/'/ abyss
I/'/m the chilling in the dermis
Enshrouding layered from head to toe
I/'/m the source of devastation
Flicker of the life in post-cremation
I/'/m a comrade who/'/s a traitor
Poor actor as well as bad faker

I/'/m the rust on old utensils
Wine bottle with a broken cork inside
I/'/m the crook in the ruler
A King who bears no court or crown
I/'/m the slave to the ages
Prometheus twice now bound
I/'/m the decay of the body
Impurity that can/'/t be washed free
I/'/m the curse of perfection
A quest that has no start nor end
I/'/m the music no one understands
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Noise that's out of Key
Date: Monday, 11th July 2016 @ 09:30:33 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: xHeathenx

Inspiration: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=mV6FMXClArU
(Which I clearly followed the basic formula of, but made it unique to myself)





I/'/m the choking of a dry throat
Words caught in ululated throws
I/'/m the weight in the torso
Dragging the world /'/til it moves so slow
I/'/m the light in the darkness
Strange hue in closed eyes/'/ abyss
I/'/m the chilling in the dermis
Enshrouding layered from head to toe
I/'/m the source of devastation
Flicker of the life in post-cremation
I/'/m a comrade who/'/s a traitor
Poor actor as well as bad faker

I/'/m the rust on old utensils
Wine bottle with a broken cork inside
I/'/m the crook in the ruler
A King who bears no court or crown
I/'/m the slave to the ages
Prometheus twice now bound
I/'/m the decay of the body
Impurity that can/'/t be washed free
I/'/m the curse of perfection
A quest that has no start nor end
I/'/m the music no one understands
A tired mouth, cupped with chilling hands

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