Imprisoned by the Imagined

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Scabrous; talons, fangs and prongs Beautiful, fabled though it were not  Colossal, it was that which i wish hadn’t espied Mutinous, cunning, sardonic and free; not me, not freed   Tenanted in the deeper pits of my being  Muddled, only I could hear its hiss  Clawed into my bones, forked into my flesh Creeped further; my …

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