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Tag: guilt

  • The USS Towers: A Sailor’s Lament

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    M.Hatter
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    There she is, Rusting under the fucking waves,Our eternal mistress sleeps,steel heart still. We’re topside now,but her ghost still raves,In the depths where our memories chill. Her engines’ dirty growl echoes in my head,stale AC’s sour breath,salt on my tongue. Our small destroyer,pitching, we bled, Puking our guts out, God, how we are wishing we…

  • Memory

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    M.Hatter
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    In a dark, smoky corner of a forgotten bar, Where the neon lights flicker like dying stars, I sit alone, with a drink in hand, A man whose life never went as planned. My fingers trace the rim of the glass, Each scratch a memory of a love that didn’t last, The stale air heavy…

  • The door at the end of a dark hallway called judgement

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    M.Hatter
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    You shuffle your feet with purposeful delay for insanity is not too far away The pain from your past paints the walls of this dark hall your conscious wont last Cold Shivers, run down your spine your guilt, has soured the wine From under the closed doors light spills out Wait, this can’t be happening…