Rookie (16.03.89 / Doncaster, England)

Biography of Daegal

I am me. I am who I have become. Who have I become? Have I become at all? Was I ever born? I came to exist. I know I exist, somewhere between the real and the painless. It's like drifting into sleep, I know there is a point when the transition happens, but to pinpoint it is to rend in twain all logic. The sky watches over me, and I walk beneath as another brick in the wall. Another number. I hope, a number that no-one recognises. A number that is rarely seen. A number that is cherished by some, amired by lots, and criticised by most.

Daegal's Works:

Danse Chimeran - Phantasmagoria And Other Works: www.lulu.com/content/358505

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The Devil And The Mirror

As he sat, he bent his neck down toward
A drenchèd floor and gazed with love abhorred
Into himself, framed with black murk, he stared.
The pool stared back, fiendish. There stooped, ensared
Was he, gazing deep. No ripple moved still
Waters while he watched, no echoes did trill
About his lair then, no breath hung forlorn
Beside either of them. Yet o the scorn.
Faded shrieks still called out behind sad eyes.

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