My mind is ablaze
And my soul cries out
My head swells in pain
As I try to figure out
The path that I seek
So much murder within the time
How far will I go
With the slow breaths that I take
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Nights compared to these
So many I've lost count
It's almost normal
To be on the edge
Of will and doubt
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Condemning Conspiracy
PoetryCensure the scheme of those who know not what they have done but reveal the results with a light show. Third book of the Evolution series brings the passion of poetry to life ending the series with a bow.
