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  • Upon Hearing..

    Hot tears stream down raw caverns of flesh,Simmering as they soak into sleeve and shirt,Drenching an already heavy corpse in memory and loss.Black. Black is the fist which punches Blood ...

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical
    1 min read


Almost all absurdity of conduct rises from the imitation of those whom we cannot resemble.
— Samuel Johnson