The Enemy of the Good (eideteker) wrote,
The Enemy of the Good
eideteker

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Unsheathe

I wish I could paint myself when I get like this
A canvas so black as to draw the night's envy
Prick'd with holes not of starlight
but stabbed by my unbottled fury
A whirlwind full of destruction and bluster
to which hurricanse strive to keep up
My mind, a naked blade
and all the world flesh
Some disassembly required
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