ie;Gender 106

Anonymous runs through rainy skies
anonymous plays the guitar
a lustful guitar
with a sad tune
a gray sky
with a teary, god’s eye.
anonymous sings all alone
anonymous doesn’t care
nobody listens to a word
nobody cares to bear his wound
his sword is invisible
and kills anonymously.
anon is invisible
anon being, well, me.

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