Ghastly Poem by Unknown Enigma
Ghastly
Down in the hole. Living so softly, losing control, breathing so ghastly. So close to gasping. Grasping at straws. The tendrils of an incubus are like true demons knowing claws.
Dawn breaks at the break of dawn cause, the ruptures of a war were set in clause. Poseidon's holy scepter of coral fought back with and through the folds of demons' jaws.
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