Phalanges of austere pandemonium
Sheathed by masterful, stealthy techniques
Clasp around my dainty esophagus
Shadowing every ray of euphoria
Mirroring the very image of fear
Vagrantly floating along the edges
Of my harmonious sanctuary
Ruthlessly conquering the originality
Lying so profoundly within my heart
Daring to kidnap the genius that is my poetry
Threatening to intoxicate the core of my pen
The ink will never cease for the flow is too powerful
To be detained by the wrath of envious, literary foes
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