Tag: rivers

Devil’s Doppleganger

I remember a devil who once hung from a bodhi tree. Skinny, skimpy little bag of bones. He wore his scales and slithered on his belly; his long, slimy forked tongue dripping venom and empty lies. Then one day the devil planted a...

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Prophet of Misery

I’m trippin’ on my pills just so I can pretend I’m listening. Rivers of misery to wash away the lies we’ve been protecting… It’s amazing that you can’t see me slowly disappearing....

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