Tuatha de Danaan


Posted on September 18, 2014 at 7:45 PM

We are all children on the inside:

frazzled, knotted,



Wounds that will fester,

wounds that won't heal,

self inflicted scars,

and numbed nerves of steel.

Quietly we bubble over,

melt down,

in the crucible of cast iron,

or run rampant,


live electrical cords.

You can define humanity in a word or two:

Sin and Mortality.

Feel it and Death,

and this is The End*


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