THE VENOM
Sitting in a void
Staring at vacant walls,
Imagining its myriad colors,
Reminiscing about the binding brilliance in life
Ah, the heart!
Such a terrible foe.
Futile perceptions of the past...
Mercilessly, all the vociferates are ignored.
The venom inoculated with such lethal fangs
I will have to bleed a river for it to find my existentialism.
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