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The easiest descent
is that along the twisted notions
That vine his heart sprinkled with dream dust
Jagged diamonds jut out from the cavernous tomb
Through the thin diamond skin
having lost the strength to bear the blood loss
but maintains the will to cut
and feast on those that fall
never having reached its pinnacle
Held there by its magnetic pull
Enchanted by the reflected rays
Orbiting the outer rims, a satellite
Existence
Afraid of the darkness beyond
The artificial light
Having forgotten the sun.