I Soul aches,
The weight of madness in blood,
Choke the breath of i pregnant will.
I but walk with bones broken,
Legs trembling with each stride,
To a faceless refuge,
Where in time;
I meet the scorthing heat of i brethren,
Melting away muscle and pride.
All organs rejoin dust but i eyes,
They can take all that deem i carnal
But the eyes of i destiny still blink
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