Unic Cjonr (Capriborn 73)
Around And Around
Sliver by snake, venomous to silver.
Gold plated eyes, million dollar goodbyes.
Spun by spider, webbed not to a spider.
The curse of tamabda, inhaled with a gale.
The darkish horse rides with death due coarse.
What will be found by the seeker without a keeper.
Do you hear the pin drop, the devil is about.
He too, moves around without a sound.
He too, seeks you.
What will you find.
What was lost, was never suppose to be found.
The reason why I square around the circle.
Around and around.
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