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Rated: 18+ · Poetry · Mythology · #1606730

This poem is based of off a reoccurring dream.

My eyes burn at the sight of the sounds.
Each note being piped out of that damnable flute.
Is a unrelenting tattoo pounding away at whats left of me.
is transformed into a white hot glowing kaleidoscopic glyph that matches no musical scales known to man.
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