Choke In The Shape Of Me – Unhinged Poem

Blood on the window,

still wet from her veins,

harmonica twisted smiles,

while the world falls away,

a desperation it replaces,

synagogues exploding,

death eternal,

false idols held higher than the flesh desired,

a flash,

a decision,

a life taken,

a sentence forsaken,

tomorrow rewritten,

as I build my throne,

a legacy that begins with you…

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