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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #1977907

Abstract poetry

Origin Unknown

The barren landscape hath bled, her canvas laid bare
Unwritten scriptures depicting what may never be there
Her beauty corrupt by the abandon of faith
Blindly she seeks her conceptual wraith
She is the mask behind the face of this comedic tragedy
The beckoning choir of a voiceless apathy
Yet still she lies with her malignant tongue
For the ground that she claims, will never belong



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