It's getting worse again -
My monsters are coming back;
Crooning to me,
Enslaving me -
There's no escaping them,
Because I know they're right;
I have no excuses this time,
So I might as well enjoy the ride, because
It's all downhill from here.
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PoetryWhat is it I see Through these wavering glass spheres? Foreign tongues written far off in the heavens, Feelings incarnate, Scrawled across the bottomless sky For the seraphs and me alone to read. ~~~~~~~~~~ HIGHEST RANK: #257 (8/28/16) Vote if you e...
