Memories of the Mind

In the pouring Rain,

The ritual of -

Sending off the deceased

Stopped, By the drenchin' cops !

In the field 

full of withered corpses !

With a massive shock !

To the deceased's relatives ;

Thine hands a bit shaky,

And the cops plunged towards me ;

The Land beneath me

Split into two to show a huge crack !

Though, I leaped to the other end,

But, I got slipped !

Then I fell into the canyon of 

Abyss ( AKA Hell !) ;

Then I woke up with,

A loud thud !

( I fell from my bed !)

It was the same old

Regular Nightmare .


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I quite like how jarring some of the language is in comparison to your usual works,, It's different, lovely1!! The things that you write are always beautiful ( ˶ˆᗜˆ˵ )


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Tbh my poem holds deep insights that i will find useful when the time comes until then idk what they mean... ㄟ(ツ)ㄏ

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I find them very fascinating1!!

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