Raptured Silence - Poem by Sinnaminsun Sinnaminsun
Awaiting raptured adulation
Ride those ringing swells of merrit,
carried on by false pretenses...
Innate or innane
Within or without,
Becoming both yet neither.
Go bask beneath or fry under,
I don't care.
Aloofness caters to cover,
So watch now
As I pile it on.
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