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Summon strength to steer the ship
Or a wraith at sea I will drift
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Warding off zombies I despise:
Molested souls no light in their eyes
by ChevoB
28 lines,
on Oct 26 8:03 PM. In Life, Thoughts, Dark, Spiritual, Society, Angst, Lyrics, Anger, Hate, Self, Humanity
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Constant consciousness taking shape
This my trump card and none too late
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I am your shadow, Doppelganger
The Architect of inward anger
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Bloody cutlets, red and lean
Enter the carnivore’s dream
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For each of us on this earth, we strive to play the part
Of the innocent nobility, no matter our true heart
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Like maggots under my skin
Whose feelers rake my addled brain,
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You’ve got yourself, even when you die -
To all else, I shrug my shoulders, my eyebrows rise
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It rises from rain-drenched fields the morning after,
Of clay halls where dust and darkness now reign,
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I had a life, untainted and pure
Through two decades it sufficed
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Word of warning, this one comes up short, futile.
My methods bastardized and stripped of flesh –
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It’s an interior escape void of needles:
My prescription to achieve carnal conviction,
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A worn but noble path to tread
And who am I to force-feed dread?
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False pretense, the draw of the Dream-
No idea rang ever as comically masked.
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I am the Nothing product.
Zero was not in the equation
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