POEM Looking for salvation beneath the sand

Royalty IS in the CARDS

We're still here and still proud
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My dreams are my shadows
Always following me, always wanting my attention
An attention to detail
trying to derail the train of man made butchery
As I breathe in and out
I feel a stalker about
Although in my head
I still feel fresh blood on my hands
siren's whisper false hymns
wanting me to destroy
a beast that was whole once
Now deeply departed
into my slumber and mood changes
Bring it out in full wrath and a hunger to feed
of what's left of my humanity
Shackles bound me
bound my dreams and hopes
A soap opera of horror
Need I forget my place in the timeline
Need I remember the urge to kill and create rot

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seeing your set while reading this poem gave me some historical thriller vibes :sweat:
 
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