The negative corruption gathers
With chains and pretty cages
Naught in hell nor heaven matters
As I stare at empty pages
A songless breathless bird
Cold iron around the neck
The ears not seen, nor eyes heard
A soulless deathless wreck
The demons dance their laugh
So dark and dank their feast
Too amused by half
By this poor human beast
Yet e'en such a one as I
Is loved by the Most High
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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