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Dislocated

Location unknown

No flesh or meat on the bone

Bereft of all comforting thought

This isn't what I was taught

 

I once knew a place

Where I knew every face

Now cold and dark

No warmth and no spark

 

I travel around in the void

Wondering round like a lost boy

And although I am able

Fully trained yet maimed and unstable

 

A ghostly belonging

Of betrayal and longing

Spiralling down further
Never to find ones savour 

 

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◄ Doomsday

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