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Poetry

Within every letter, there are words of prose and poetry. Who knew the ABC's can be dysfunctional, too?

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by Jay_Alt

by Jay_Alt

E-leven

Eleven fifty-five,

Enigmatic sensations,

Emotions—on a tumultuous drive.

Eleven fifty-six,

Ecstasy of life—gone,

Elevated desolation,

Empire of conflicts.

Eleven fifty-seven,

Exorcism of joy,

Ebony—the heart,

Evil was unforgiven.

Eleven fifty-eight,

Episodes of terror,

Echoes of aversion,

Evolved to burning hate.

Eleven fifty-nine,

Each moment,

Every breath taken,

Everything has its deadline.

Eleven turned to twelve.

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Prior thoughts that lead to 12 A.M. thoughts.