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Heed no warning,
Accept your frosting.

Your looming dread,
Leads to my spread.

My mark,
Your spark.
Father son finding,
Father son bonding,
Father son renew,
Father son ruin,
Father is confused,
Son is pained,
One moves,
One wilts.
January 6, 2026 at 12:07 AM
You let out a scream,
I can hear you,
Mind breaking at the seam,
You will be on my tongue.
January 5, 2026 at 11:24 PM
Shining bright,
Temptation takes you,
You swallow its light,
Now your sight true.

Grumble,
Scream,
Rumble,
Dream.

It hurts,
You regret,
It inserts,
You sweat.
January 5, 2026 at 11:13 PM
Were you good enough,
Where is your daughter,
Your words are all a bluff,
You brought her to slaughter.

She is so small,
She is lead astray,
All you see is wall,
All you do is decay.

Pathetic is all you are,
Pathetic is all you'll be,
Pathetic is the bar,
Pathetic is your degree.
January 2, 2026 at 8:30 PM
You found it,
Now you know,
You pitch a fit,
You fear the snow.

Come to me,
I'll make it swift,
I'll set you free,
You shan't be miffed.
January 2, 2026 at 8:00 PM
Changes that confuse,
Changes that lose,
Changes of the past,
Changes of the vast.

Those that remain,
Those that retain,
Those will mourn,
Those will reform.
January 1, 2026 at 6:04 PM
Hook line and sinker,
You look good in grey,
Not the best thinker,
At last you fall prey.
December 17, 2025 at 8:28 PM
All alone in the winter,
Stumbling along with rage,
Listen to the wood splinter,
You are a bird in a cage.

It's all around,
It's closing in,
You feel drowned,
You're my sin.
December 17, 2025 at 5:28 PM
Chitter chitter,
Moth to a light,
Skitter skitter,
You're in my sight,
Screech screech,
You look with wonder,
Speech speech,
You'll find a hunter.
December 14, 2025 at 9:18 PM
I missed my mark,
You dodged my grasp,
But please hark,
You'll fall to my clasp.
December 13, 2025 at 1:08 PM
Blood in the snow,
Metal gone cold,
A sign that I grow,
These patterns old.

Again and over,
He gazes past,
I make it closer,
This hunt my last.
December 12, 2025 at 10:20 PM