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Losing My Religion

By The OmnichromiterPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
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The values of a blind man praying

To a god he does not believe.

Lost in the sound of the music

Within a star on its way to hell.

The living gods of the dark

Answer to the cries of the dead.

I am the king of the shadows,

The demon of anguish, of war, of confusion.

A legacy of loneliness and pride.

The infantry of terror and hate,

Bringing apocalypse to the mind.

A human heart made alive

A curse upon that isolated side.

Abandon the meaning of the word.

The unconsciousness of the past.

Nothing ever lasts forever.

sad poetry
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