Gothic Inferno Poetry

The Valley of Souls ~ Rise to Ashes


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Ridges fashionable gravity.
I, part machine.
These words on synthetic paper.
Copy of a facsimile’s photocopy.
All is truth?
In this world of lies.
Despising great wisdom.
No more words can be spoke.
Every word tainted.
Transformed into falsehood.
Driven past redemption.
Shattered maidenhead,
of the valley of souls.
Nothing more human:
inseminate, devastate, control.
Silence, only gift bestowed…
In kingdoms lost by virtual reality.
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Gothic Inferno PoetryBy Omega Maverick