Silent spaces

Have violent faces



Life will blast to traces

Exploding in the radius



NoBODY made me-- noBODY made us



I'm that shark with hands and feet on the beach

Cutting throats with imbedded teeth in my speech

Unleashing a relentless, unmentionable release

Making that internal burning for eternal peace

Like God, deceased, 

Dying in the domino of falling life as I'm increased

The End

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