Phantom menace -
Offer gently turns at your whim -
I want NONE.
Settle scores long unresolved -
Carry fortune where you care to -
Lives will acquit their mirth without your touch.
Acid sighs will reset mega drives -
Testing calls for your demise -
Against the sullen winds you claimed your proletariat.
--Aching bones cavorting with departing loves
What will become of the tawdry quandary left behind?
Science will see it survives -
But what price will the mind pay?
Disaster looms in every breast -
entrusting nought but sin.
'Save me from this awful grace of normalcy' -
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