Poems by CyCL3

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  • The pain will leave; yes.
    It will shatter along with my last breath...

  • I'm holding on to all my thoughts
    losing sense of where they came from...

  • I fell again....
    All the way down to the end...

  • Let me fall to my knees in Ecstasy.
    Let me hold you feeling bliss...

  • Broken slumbers of such resemblant.
    Tortured nightmares that follow pretense...