Sleeper City
WinterKill SpringEternal
Foes of Arthur
Green Temple
Monday, March 8, 2021
Stare at the Sun
The anger inside me is real, it consumes all I am
A different world lays outside of me, I am damned
My flesh is broken by the violence, a primal rage
I stare at the sun, hoping my madness goes away
But it never leaves, it is part of me, my flesh a cage
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