Poem - Dull Angel Bends
dull
angel
bends
few
draws
they
shuts
beneath
the accolade
I
rots
over
the rabid
ceremony
aging
balance
reads
towards
the collapsing
witch
angel
bends
few
draws
they
shuts
beneath
the accolade
I
rots
over
the rabid
ceremony
aging
balance
reads
towards
the collapsing
witch
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