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3.85g (Free verse) by Crakyamuni
The void is inside and out
it pushed me down stole my pride
attempting to leave me dead inside
From the void she could not run or hide
only sit, shit ,vomit, or die
you see the VOID is not dead inside
feeding on conciousness like and endless feast
the void is lord and conqueror of the darkest of beast
trying to e-qu@te function to form
this void is a vagabond and hardly the norm
Far removed from what the mind can see
this void is dead in you and me?
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