Into My Dome

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Feelings Inside...

A crash of thunder

All the same

yet I have not finished the game

Falling into a bottom-less pit

On this shore is where I sit.

Never resting.

Never wanting.

This black net is what I'm trapped in

Black with sin

and hate within

As the waves crash before me

Into a million bubbles of foam

I still reside here in my dome.

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