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Ritual


Misery exists within the surrender

To chemical enhancement

Any perceived improvement

Is a fleeting illusion

That will shatter to shards

Cutting to shreds

Any and all personal gains

Hemorrhaging all real substance

And the only thing that remains

Is a lonely hollow habitual refrain

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2 responses to “Ritual

  1. Nicely put!
    Caught in a quicksand trap and sin
    king….

  2. I Like the choice of words in your poems, great write…

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