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Holy Trinity

byUnderYourSpell©

We three are one but then again
they are not me,
when ranting sears my head
I scream and beg
for rain to wash away with rivulets
the acid in my mind.
In darkness we regroup to wander dreams
for there where mayhem
makes no sense, speaks normality.
But dawn brings horror, spiderlings
to scuttle here and there,
dankness breeds fungal spread
coating the memories of three,
once one now split to many voices
who speaks? him or her or me?

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