Poem -

Fairytale of the wolves

Encased in flesh, so driven to be free, looking through a prisim of hallucinogenic eutopia, a paradise for a nihilist, hundreds of hours pass by a reasoning by a pig comes to mind, they laugh in glass palaces, encased in flesh black rose petals cover my chest, paradise lost.......Paradise is a myth, a fairy tale of the wolves.

 

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