Unic Cjonr

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Damaged Good - Poem by Unic Cjonr


I am the goods.


I am the dead bark on a tree.


Sunken fools swarms around me.


Which I cannot multiply.

That which I found.

Unbearable to hide.


I will.

To the deepest shaft.

Not only caged by my mind.

It will shadow my shade to my grave.

It will bury me.

Infront of the rusted gates.

Leading to the legions.

Beneath the pits in hell.

My soul.

I will sell.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 17, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013

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