Plains in my Mind

My head hurts as all the demons Taunt me from their Blossomed and blushing pedestals Shaking their heads and jeering laughter As I try to cover my neon scars While Blinking lights ahead of me grind the teeth Of colossal giants roaming the broken dust And lying down on the ground Their dry heads breaking my muscles as they Groan in the harmony of the wind While Beaten and bloodied tall figures stand among The settling dust Skin white and stretched faces With sunken sad eyes Watching as their brethren fade away into Brown swifts of sadness Marbles

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