You open your mouth to scream, and a thousand and one voices come out, each more discordant than the last. You sing.

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You open your mouth to scream, and a thousand and one voices come out, each more discordant than the last. You sing.
I am the last bastion between the dark and the dawn. I walk the line joining the void and the sun. Forever, I spend in the space between.
I hold so much rage within me, fiery, threatening to pour out my mouth any moment. imagine then, a gaping maw, filled with molten lava and vitriol.
when my body is gone- when I’ve decayed, deep in the forest, I will sink into the loam, and at last I will rest.