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I continuously ask myself questions
I've never known the answers to,
Starting to retrench every length of my life,
I look for law in scarlet and rouge.
Inhaling a pound of chalk dust
Is not bothersome anymore,
Damnation is what I'm heading towards
On the other side of this door.
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YOU ARE READING
And the Petals Fall
Poetry❃ From one of the flowers in my infinite garden, I present to you a caricature of its petals. ❃
