The unforgivable,
Applause of hope's phantom inescapable nether plain limb pain is slipping ghost suicide bullet punctured moral twisted trench broken nail sunken wrist ship into forever's depths away! This is where dreams of the next generation bottomless wish never witnessed list remain, Hidden.
In lieu of our participation in,
Raising our fists to disgrace
Without shame
Friday, October 10, 2014
Hive Mind: A Swelling Breath
Posted by The Villain at 1:29 AM
Labels: Algorithymns , Algorithymns Poetry , Juton , Mental Health , Micropoetry , Poetry , Social Stigma , Spoken Word , Spoken Word University , Villain of Truth , Villainoftruth , Villainous Times
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