Cloak of Desolation

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    Cloak of Desolation

     Foreshadow my poisonous black death;
    I suffer within the mist of darkness;
    My soul appeals to no man,
    For I am the machine,
    Of my own desolation;
    Careless to say—I am nothing;
    Agony and sorrow erects,
    From my internal feelings,
    And my internal threats;
    Chronic chaos lives as my friend;
    I lust after turmoil to my brain;
    I prey upon my own detonation sequence;
    Tick tock tick tock tick tock;
    Vengeance upon haters,
    Only murders the avenger,
    Like slaughtered in the cold war—
    Like slaughtered in the holy war—
    Within the cold, dark, cloak of night;
    Foreshadow my poisonous black death,
    For I die within my cloak…
    My cloak of desolation.

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