Gilgamesh
• Written by Gilgamesh
I feel a million cilia dying inside of my chest
Really, I'm ill in no lying or jest
Affiliates crying distressed
Obsessed with building a rhyme scheme, I'm trying my best
Tired of piling stress
Mired with idle regrets
Spiraling, I am at rest
Violent mind is a mess
Vibrance'll die with the best
Smiles alive in my head thrive on my dread
The devil never lied to a guest of the trials of death
Vile, bereft of style correct
Puking bile my body's a wreck
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Gilgamesh
Member since May 12 2015