One to the nil,
A gull took start.
With a ship that dazzled
all water in its path.
From the crowd
to the clouds,
He went too far.
His trails disappeared,
along the sky that warped.
And so he stood on an anchor
that kept him still in stars.
Beyond the ship was
gull's dark.-
The red velvet cake,
and a need little slice.
A demon pulls it,
but it hangs by a twine.
What is sweet.
Death or night.-
There once was a killer,
who made people laugh.
He slit the wrung ropes and
feathered conscious half.
His victims sought refuge,
from the entropy, for charade.
The pain, he abhored.
blurred vision and the thought.
And so he served,
before slicing the ribcage
and touching their heart,
A spoon of painkillers
in a fizzy sugar glass.-
A twig I break,
each step of the line.
And ten shrieks get muffled
in loudness combined.-
An inch
away from my feet,
Is the cliff's edge.
Beyond that inch is you.-
A box, it holds,
pebbles, crude.
And the compass,
it bears, the juggling room.
It aches to stop,
but fears the fruit.
For sore walls have
wretched roofs.-
#Numb
If time could fly
in between my breaths,
I would've complied.
If rocks could float,
I would've sighed.
Would've kept my eyes close.
If darkness could quench
my insides.
It's time.
It is time that I despise
the most, this time.
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