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Frigid Fjords

Always under her spell,

Buried deep in hypnosis.

Painting my world this way,

With impeccable psychosis.

 

The visions are unspoken and understood,

Secrets revealed in the aether,

Whispers of animism.

 

The sky is divine,

Your pulse is mine,

Omnipotent delusions.

 

They say to take these pills,

Abide... they can’t take what kills.

Swallow with no intent,

Sleep to do it again.

 

The blood isn’t so sticky when it’s fresh,

The soil isn’t so sharp when it’s cooled.

Actualize the plan,

Shovel in hand,

Her moonlight embraces.

 

To bury thyself,

Unburden who’s left,

To fill this hole with ancient knowledge.

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