So, being the loser I am, I have written a poem about Grendel.
I HAVE SEEN GOD, a monster by design and the only love poem I will ever write:
Caked, ages dried blood, gnarled fur
My soft underbelly, smooth down fluff
Oh, it grew wild, like the root plunging through-
our archaic den- twisted-
I grew.
Clandestine branches flailing at Heaven-
the
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i just watched Anis' "Shake the Dust" like 5 times in a row. Shivers.
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