Climax
On the apex of success, a great dilemma is voiced; void.
By Matt B.Published 3 years ago • 1 min read
BEWARE:
Oh, when you reveal to me, will-o-wisp,
In a vision between dreams, haze, and mist
My yearning, kept by demons that my step will quicken
Towards melodious mountain that great success has made his
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It is then I obey that baronial apocalypse
That Devil’s Cross from Steppe commiserates
My luck on high to which I approached singing
Words more, less: TAKE ME FERVOR
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On your heights, I rule over sidewalks
And see me as the conqueror of damned souls!
Mine comes first, but what a sigh against my goal
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I fear not the height of success
Because on the other side, there’s no more
Other than Void!
About the Creator
Matt B.
Matias Bohorquez C.
He/Him
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