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> iban
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> ex-CSSUPMer
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⊆ 12:47 AM by Pete | . | ˜ 0 comments »

Blighted the night of darkened hallows,
pierced within, the hollow of souls
banished the light, in silence persisting
consumed by shadows, in lies bedeviled .

Listen, the wails of peeling plaster
screaming without, the throat of terror
yoked of chains, of dust and metal
in dust, they settle eternal
in dust, they settle, infernal.

Twisted, the grins
of these wall faces

betwixt today, tomorrow, then ever after
Unfortunate souls laid to unrest
in concrete cold, laid imprinted,
betwixt they be, and confined within,
a reality, unreality.

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