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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1091750
A lonely poem about desolation.
It was late night
when we left him.
Alone in his hatred
for a throne.
His fish eyes:
Lidless.
But only
for that night.

The sun rose
eerily silent.
Caressing
white blanket
over
blue skin.

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