hmmm... looks like this thread needs some new blood. Allow me...
Demonic vebraculum encircling my throat
Dragging me ever downward
Into the unplumbed depths of my soul
Forever seeking confluence of souls with just one other
Yet with disdain for the homogeneous translucence of my fellow man
Seeking clarity of vision
Not only for myself, but for mankind
Vain effort
The sanguine just memory now
Vicissitude of mind
Onyx overlaid sepia tones
Distorting my already surreal vision
Of the life rushing onward and away
Forever just beyond my grasp.
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