Whatever i had, in what i had
Comes to an end
This existence, of which little
I had been in, now abandoned...
Unabashed, i look at my back
With bated breath,
Waiting for my shadow to abate
The abduction, of what's inside me
Leaving behind my abbreviation
Is in itself, an aberration
What's outside,seems like babel
I search for my bacchanal guide
Who'd perform my last rites
The daemon in me, obtaining its dagger
For the final assault....
The world now seems rigmarole
With the reversal of my self
Now complete.
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