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His veins were made of iron,Rusted blood-red, corroded,Fanning out like a virus,Each cell hardened,Unyielding and resolute,Refusing to bow in defeat.H..
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Gravity pulls you backward,Ghostly fingers tugging onYour shoulder blades like aLost traveler summoningCompanionship beyond theRealm of what is known...
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Maggots lace the soil,Their pulsing white bodies,Wriggling on the ground,In agony or ecstasy,No one can tell.They came to claim the dead,Corpses wrapp..
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Waves thunder against the jagged cliffside,A whirlpool swirling at our feet, gyrating inA vortex of seafoam and fury, threateningTo smother us in its ..
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The forest whispered secrets to those who strayed from its path,Engulfing them in a flood of memories,From times when it was consumed by the fire of w..
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Only in that sunless realm between asleep and awakeWill I find you, the shell of my former self, crumpled andLifeless, huddled in the darkest corner, ..
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How many of our memories are unfetteredWith authenticity, and how many have becomeDistorted by time, suppressed and rewritten?To speak truth is a libe..
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Muscles churning, coiling, tightening, releasing,Bunched beneath the rawhide saddle, slick withFoam and sweat, a dirty brown lather frothingAt the sho..
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Beyond the snow-capped mountains, we trekThrough the darkness and swirling sleet,Shrouded by the myriad of northern lights,Colors shifting, shimmering..
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A wretched desire splinters my heart, longing to return home,To rolling fields laced with poppies, to flaxen petals frolickingOn a late September gale..
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