The Nail

For the Want of the Nail
The Kingdom Was Lost.

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absent kings
dreams undreamed
the poison on their tongues
now lives in the lungs
the world around them rots
cities burn and fall
the sky is color of ash
on the ground humans crawl
a new plague has found our bones
and sleep is a lost cause
the screams are loud and shrill
the nightmares never pause
the final nail is struck
deep into the wood
the violent world is silent
just as it should



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i need to get back into this.