Friday, October 6, 2023

Fable

I idolize the fallen.
The cheer of their appearance gratifies me.

The fall has become the idol.

You expect my demise.
I planned my own.
I plan on being the bloody teardrop.
The inbred menace. 

Can you feel me?

I understand why you don't.

Everything you idolize is a fable.

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