Witherward go I
To the land of
umbriferous demons
Their shadows
engulf me
In a chill that
leaches the hardihood
Right out of my
soul
Knee deep in a
pokelogan
Wightest serpents
twining my limbs
Borborgymus audible
above the pounding of my heart
Soon they will
feast
The wroth sky
unleashes torrents
Dousing me with
acrid waste
Siphoned from
blackened tributaries
Pelting me until I
capitulate
I was dispossessed
by the world I thought I knew
I am reprehensible
in this alternative
A misfit even among
abominations
The klaxon has
sounded
My extermination is
nigh
And I embrace it
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