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Innocence Fleeting.

Sifting through the dreaded falls of day
The likes and unlikes tugging at me
Following the sanity lying inside
Chased by the often not deep within
Haunted by the likes of innocence

Shamed and alone I find my reflection
Distorted and broken I sway in this wind
Powdered noses and broken promises
Found what had been mine so long ago

Drowning here in this cage
Shifting and gasping for breath
Choking gargling upon this blood

And I awoke today to find myself
A torrent rain of blood pouring on me

Innocence fleeting

Running through these fields of bones
And hiding amongst the lynching trees

Power hungry starved
And ready for this all to end
Still I can see the red inside my head

Today I woke up to a sea of blood
Drowning and cannot swim
Gargling and choking upon myself
Cannot scream for my tongue removed

And I saw my face reflected
In this pool of blood looking up at me
Asking me why I did this to me
And I wonder
If this is Heaven

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  • Count Orlok
    January 22, 2009

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    Quite imaginative. And no spelling mistakes, that Jesus Christ, heh heh heh. Do you have a subliminal craving to be a female victim of a Transylvanian count?


    • BeMeBeInsane
      January 25, 2009
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      Honestly, not really. Lol. I like being a man with all the parts.