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The prayer of the day; quivers to restore,

my flesh destined to bolt through the steel door.

My breath gripped a traumatizing mental block,

as I endured the stain in romancing clocks.

Please drift prying eyed, as a quiet stranger,

my still heart pumps fear of imminent danger.

P...breathes steadfast pain, to hard to bear.

T...exhales tempers of wear and tear.

S...inhales unrest with lifeless stares.

D...cuddles with my death-with no care.

Alas thy ode reigns

crestfallen armour dented

recollect pained tears.

Luring funnels suck the life out of life,

Inductive response to worlds of strife.

Verocious pain wills itself to stand up,

Inside a soul insidiously cursed amok.

Neutral hells of darken raw impure danger,

Guiding by steps of satanic strangers.

Waking bones dried from desert dry hurt,

Insane shadows lurking as mad perverts.

Tenacious drifts of enshrined windy clouds,

Harbour endless grudges around and around.