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A sense, unshaped, disturbs my rest
Casts tone between my thoughts. I dance,
embrace the nightmare's senseless glance.
And still believe to clearly see
and flee. In thoughts I'm free.
The presence steers the ageless dust
speaks words of timeless realms, unjust.
In echoes of a world unnear,
now torn away, for all to fear.
the demon's heart within my chest.
Casts tone between my thoughts. I dance,
embrace the nightmare's senseless glance.
And still believe to clearly see
and flee. In thoughts I'm free.
The presence steers the ageless dust
speaks words of timeless realms, unjust.
In echoes of a world unnear,
now torn away, for all to fear.
the demon's heart within my chest.
The introductory poetry in one of my never finished novels.
© 2012 - 2024 AshenShade
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