Into Desolate Shades

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Null and void
I languish
In the iron hold of contempt

Shunned
Forever more
As I wither
Rusty and disheveled

Kin toil onward
To dislodge my beleaguered frame
True and surely devoted
As I helplessly
Defer  to sloth

Unworthy of the surface
I fold into the depths
Bound for desolation
The unwavering
Shades of black

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