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Gripless reigns.
IP:
Flames lick my heart.
corrupted theorys.
Plague my mind.
But what am I to do?
when hope thins blind.
Mankind, limbs are set.
fragile views released.
Into hordes of opposing.
Streets cracked, rampaged.
spirit tarnished, eliminated.
No foundation left for the brave.
Falling, falling in a midst of peril.
flickering of despair passes.
into a void of content.
When there seems to be.
nothing.
Nothing, without power.
Requiring belief, to see.
sudden jolts of glee.
Spark at the inside of hope.
Taming the unruly.
& grasping at thick reigns.
Hostility vanquished.
By the pressings of me.
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