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2024-08-18 09:57:37

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Havoc and Consequence

description

(collpase into now)

site name

Havoc and Consequence

author

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2026-02-19 05:28:50

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Havoc and Consequence – (collpase into now) Havoc and Consequence (collpase into now) Menu Skip to content Poetry Rhymetime Tales Forever Winter Smartly Dressed Violence Books HAVOC Ignore Ignited Flame The Eyes are frayed, and turned skyward. Mindful barricades broken. What house is this, with no walls but only ceiling. My wings feel clipped. My heart aches. Exhausted, yet still of service. I feel the punch of every word. That verbal violence that destroys my shadow. Poisons my soul. Let me retreat, let me slumber. Up into that castle on the hill. Back into youth and childhood. Surrounded by solace and sanctuary. And a mother’s love. I burn down the present, as God licks her lips. Waiting to bring the flood. And with the coming disasters, I fuel this paranoia. Knowing it was there already. A box with a snake. A razor in an apple. A word rushed into saying, and never repeated. As I thank this once exploited self, I patch the brick and mort...

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