secondth, tenths end

secondth, tenths end

A Poem by ɴᴏɪʀ ネス

broken not by ill intent
in half instead as repentance
driven to the brink
exceptionally mad
knelt next to the flame
addressed for the pulse and beat
due reassurance coveted eons ago
every moment blasted through this body
arriving past the expectancy
trust but remember the first
hell within these last

© 2026 ɴᴏɪʀ ネス


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Added on January 13, 2026
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