It a struggle to die for
Win. Lose. Alive.
When everything's quiet
I cackle at the sky.
'Fight!' I aggrieve
Not knowing 'what if'
Earth lashes out
With her tournacet
Bring all the angels
& meet me inside
We'll abuse all creation
The demons and I
Kill the stupidest flower
In this bastard wind
It nurtured loathing
Of a heart beat in friends
Sorting through pictures
To find one familiar
If you were the dawn
I dread you'd be here.
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