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Follow me down into the light, I can hear them laughing and being loud,
These are my friends and I love them, we all know each other inside out,
No thoughts of grandeur amongst us, each one has blue denim in their veins,
For five years we even bought our clothes together so we all looked the same.
Our world was all about what comes next, anything to stop from getting board,
Daring each other to do something mad, if you refused you were branded a…Continue
The jackal's head, an eerie silhouetteAn outline of death beckoning,Fading through the sand.The last gasp before I depart,The colour of the gods cannot be known,Swallowing black; descendingThe feather of justice weighs the heart,The whispers of the…Continue
At the moment I'm writing,presently I'll be considering my future.Currently I’m engaged in doubtful speculation.Right now I’m fineI’ll just nod in case you feel awkward.Just now you and I seem to be connected,but it’s a short poem. But thenI’m…Continue