Temptations
Frustrations
Incantations.
Soul in a hole,
Pit of hell.
Well who cares
Who dares,
Who fares,
Better than the
Forces of all winds.
Gods of blowing
Diehards.
Speaking through
Bleached lips,
Nurtured on cancerous teats.
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A great poem, like it, a great write.