Sta.sh
Iridescent illusions fleeting across a crumbling path,
as trembling hands sew
what is left of
a lovely visage.
Imminent disasters
that send the world
falling to its knees,
as the backdrop of the universe
bends against the will
of its god,
and the fear-stricken children
of this realm are demolished
upon swimming in never-ending flows
of hate and ignorance.
Open your eyes,
all that seems to be beneficial
to your rotting human existence,
will drain you of your will to live.
Your body, like the discards of a dull record
on a lifeless day,
will be disposed of
like the waste of flesh that it is.
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I love all the dark visuals.
