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Greetings to the beautiful-
ly insane.
It's okay to call you such
Because here we are all the same.
Take a seat at our table
And feast upon the dead
Thoughts that are already consuming you.
There is an infinite amount among the spread!
Cannibalism is not the same
For you are consuming what is yours.
I will turn my face away
As you allow your marbles to pour.
Join the prisoners and live
With the monsters under your bed.
But you shall learn that where they truly reside
Is within your twisted head.
You are among your kind
And among the outcasts.
But that is the comfort within
Because here is where the pain can last.
Scream as loud as you wish
And you soon will find
That you cannot be heard
Because the asylum you are in
...is inside your mind.
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Hope in the Mourning
PoetryCOMPLETE ✔️ Highest ranking: #175 in Poetry! (3/15/17) - Where there is mourning, there is also hope. Despite the struggles and the losses we mourn-mental, physical, or emotional-good can come out of it. But even when there seems to be not hope as a...
