Glib Sentimentalism
is the ambience that breaths through me.
Crippled emotionality in overtime;
Feelings of contrition greater than charity.
Tiptoe through silent soliloquies
in sordid twilight that aim high
to overcome the grandeur, blown
through in indifferent apologies.
I am the Raven King;
My light steals everything.
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