Janus/Brand

My teeth feel like rubber
as they sand each other down

All my thoughts
pretty little daggers

and yours, poisonous vipers

The fog hangs a heavy cover
before light dares to breathe

Wear your blankets and burdens well
and speak to me
not about the void

I have seen its ugly face of terror
too many times till now

that’s why I tried to warn you

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