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Melting tendrils fermenting on ground

Forming pool

Reached, scraped remains

Unveiling cavern beneath

Headfirst into unknown, feetsecond astonishment

Blue eyes widen as ground nears

Fall

Return

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Nesting insects scour food

Their return, always unheard

Flying home after germination

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Dripping tendrils shot from cloud Constricting throat whilst constraining breath Squirming helplessly as reality blinks Bulbs of liquid travel weakly onto Falls through burning darkened holes Small bulbs bud into vines streaming downwards Severed tendril lay at edge Scent reaches nostril Plastic?

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Corroded chemicals splattered muscle Singeing receptors irreparably Revise disruptive neurasthenia

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Stuck perpetual placement Eyelids conceal light Release tension and grasp Truth found through high-frequency screeches Matter deconstructed beneath surfaces Destroyed terrain unraveling bright lights Upright, exposure blinds Distorted, rumbling, airwaves flicker 'Sentience'

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Trickling sonic textures Grace cochlea Destroy another

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Air transformed stilly Breath abated as crimson seeped through Scraping blood-soaked ground Bits of bones, blood splatters defaced Branches stained ash as sulfur grazed the once-pure airstream Fingertips scathed beneath to comprehend, magnetizing pulp-like flesh Limbs upward, retinas moving steadily

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Wavering apparitions across distorted blue plains Reaching internally and outwards Only reveal regret

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Looming unforgiving void gracing over As lights unfold Disguised by shadow Fear of pulverization Distance Gazing upwards with hungry eyes Garbed in tunic, gazing downwards, a man Breeze swept through ripping flesh and bone Flesh collides with environment Storm of fleshed blood coalesce Survival beneath Earth's growth

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Obsessed within oddity Only captivation obscurity Overlooking value for unknown

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Peering through small oak leaves Stained glass hovers emitting Decadent violet grazing sockets Disdainful yellow piercing pupils Ruinous red slaughtering iris Slight blows beam inversely Daunting shadow of a figure looms over, casting over hydrangea and lilac Amiable purple decayed grotesque brown Lively random pastel faded grey

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Lying on side of dirty sheets Hand draped over a stained floor Lights gleaming through a dusty window

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The figures faded gracefully as silence graced my ears A swirling blue and purple mist swirled lightly around my body My body slowly repositioned itself slowly into a relaxed position As the black faded away like a sun through mist I sit in on a wooden bench, surrounded by blades of grass, and steady purple lilacs With graceful structure and poise they stand upwards amongst a patch of sporadically coloured hydrangea Each pedal concaving into itself, with drooping ends, slowly swaying alongside a cool breeze Oak trees casted light shadows on the plants, the bench and I as I sat mesmerized by the sight I sat, I breathed, slowly and stilly

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Unknown little wonders, treasures no one had never experienced Unearthed and uncovered by a mystifying force Never had anyone been so thankful

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Figures stood atop of me, seemingly impressive by their appearance and talent, that of which I have none Conversing among one another, bragging of many skills, their success 'Will I ever have that? Will I be trapped like this forever?' I attempt to interject, but get ignored This is the world I live in, isn't it? To constantly prove myself to others, I know I'll trap myself more, but I feel I need to 'Will I become someone? Will I be trapped here forever?' My voice echoed in the black space as I continued to fall downwards, with my hair flailing over my wretched face

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Random bodies walking aside Love and experience they've collected Beauty alongside their chaos