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An Unchained Prophecy

I enjoy challenging as well as quite adventurous roles, though I'd love the workplace to be quiet it doesn't really matter to me, I'm lookin

the-mythic-psion

Series of beats, strung along,

viewing through the top, a song

plays, and excites the intellect

to jump above the shell,

'hella allured' is the vocable he yells,

with a time scale of fermi,

he goes down the doom

As low as his self-esteem's groom

a flash liberates, of destructive aura,

ignites the others with nothing but enmity

quietly passes, his supreme one,

where his eyes met in a romantic sauna,

"Democracy" held his hands drenched in blood,

for something he did something way too harsh,

with a negative charge held to the woke

the space shook, with no strings in the marsh,

the-mythic-psion

an insignificant entity with a second of life,

destroyed the woke with the edge of the knife,

because of the anti* truth he was, shattered all his might,

he begged to his supreme one,

''it’s fine kiddo'' he replied ''law is slower than justice but faster than light'

© 2022 Arthur Linen

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