the poem

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This has absolutely fuck all to to do with eddsworld. I wrote it a while ago but I didn't want to write for it so here's I a poem I want you guys to see. #SorryNotSorry.

this eve I sat upon the sill
and looked up on the ghosts
the stars, they are like the meagre ghosts of dead leviathans

only now is their grandeur
and their beauty gazed upon by inferior beings
they look on at the bug like men that scurry across this earth
fleeting like a sounds into the void

their image cast upon the midnight skies
like a jewels in the moonlight, their radiance unmatched
to torment the miniscule men bound to this rock
desperate to reach the gods

but stunted by the mortal coils
and their own human short comings
we are dammed to fly through are pointless lives

silently judged by the ghosts of long dead gods

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