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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #1683819
When the mood strikes me...I can be depressing too.
Soap is dashed across my face,
Water traces useless arms.
I'm sprinting from the latest race
Pained by future mankind harms.

And then the world will find me blind
When time's our only path of sight--
When shadows dwell in empty minds
I'll be the one who shakes with fright.

I gave them pearls of yesterday,
They washed them in the oily scum
Of what the present has to say

Of morrow's beating, bleeding drum.
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