A quick slumber, divided by the sound of cars passing by, amplified by synthetic imagination of an almost blackness of…
Author: Filthy Markus
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Cathartic Descent
A night – transcending the past year, a reality, no one has experienced. You glance at your phone, nothing out…
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The Cataclysm
The audacity of the time, an unfair sacrifice in the comfort of a prison, two weeks away with your family…
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A Nights Play
The grate of the mind forces my awareness into an ache of tense nothingness, ever since you started working these…
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Falling A Thousand Feet
The slither of sun reflects from the car windscreen, making you blink as the sky becomes blue, the clouds of…
