Deep Inside

April 23, 2025

Don’t tell

what I

already know

Don’t give

what I

already have

Don’t take

where I’ve

already been

Don’t play

what I’ve

already heard

Dissuading

moments

when left

unbound

Preempt

the silence

a devil’s

sound

But deep

inside

satanic

winds

A Savior

whispers

beyond

— the din

(Dreamsleep: April, 2025)

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