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My Generation
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2. Guideless Entropy Blossoming abundantly
though into a black rose
prospering in a baneful darkness
Salvation all around
yet it cannot be touched
Crying for deliverance
Bleeding from deep wounds
Tumbling
and
Spinning
Tangling as the pain grows
The further away it gets
from the source of its own,
New growth can be seen
Though the tears fade
Into shades of gray
One breaks free
from the atrocity
Cradled between life and death
with thorns ever near
It falls along the path
of my generation.
