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Tuesday, 20 July 2021

Infight.

Comatose mind, its unthinkable
open eye dreams that's unblinkable
a presentable pupil, that's visual
to peer no peers, like their invisible
mentally filled in graves now the pit is full 
that's pitiful, of dreams believed fictional
the inhospitable brain that came divisible
demonic monsters take control, its almost mythical
food for thought they become nutritional, medicinal
the unforgivable, the immiscible, is conditional 
that I'm the original, the individual ever quizzical
against the inner satanic rituals.