Guitar stringed heart,
Darling, keep strumming
(Chord to chord)
Massaging equilibrium through my nerves
A piano essence
Touching each key tenderly
Keeping myself in tune
Numbing warmth growing
Cloth unwrapped, gazing above
A thudding vibrates on my ribcage
(Unknown force)
Sparks entering the tips
Surge of electricity evolving
Twisting of wires
Tubes of ignite replacing elements
Struggling to rip it out
(A seducing effect streams)
Unwind to lay a hand on the mirrors
(Only touching myself)
Movement, a clacking metallic echo
Thoughts pop up as harsh static
Low bass humming in each bone
(Should have known)
Clashing of poisons
Dead end here, a grave for me
(I couldn’t let it be)
Mixed, and entwined
I let it go,
So the machine could grow…
A contest entry
- i dont know by DemonSpit.
702 points, ends September 12, 50 entries
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Comments
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amazing, i love it
it flows really well,
i love the end,
this is definitly going into the finalists list,
everything is...amazing



