Poetry

Maxwell

I feel nothing.
No God can forgive my sins.
No Devil can appease my hunger.

The games I play,
The lives I sacrifice,
All but pebbles.

In the grandest of seas,
They meet gracious ends,
Discover new beginnings.

It’s in here,
In the dark recesses,
Of the human mind,
We breed your wildest of desires,
And darkest of fears.

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