Severed Abyss 

My friend I’ll again pen the gist with bliss as if the ink and what I think just kissed. When i’m pissed I tend to bend my fist then enlist a quick flick, a twist of the wrist to end, rend, and write the height of my plight like this. Won’t cease or desist to increase my peace while I insist that I forever sever this abyss until it will cease to exist and still never be missed. 


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