Insomnia breeds poetry? Last night it did.
Poem 1
Malignant and imperial cruel spirit
Crouched like an assassin in the night
Cold and calculating scientist
Turning on the harsh remorseless light
Hiding in the vastness of the labyrinth
Boldly marching forth to face cruel fate
Stabbing up from hell at heartless destiny
Lingering in shame inside the gate
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Friday, March 20, 2015
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