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Overlook the essentials / And tell me what do you see? / Do you see that ghost of the past or the disgusting future? / With peeling skin and bone peaking out to greet the world / Catch the crimson slipping through o
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Casting dark-toned eyes with spider-long eyelashes towards the sky / I glimpsed the trailing white foot prints / Made by tiptoeing jets high above / In the blue abyss known as the world above Earth / Although th
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Cradled within this withdrawal / Take this bleeding heart / In clenched fists / And toss it in to that hole you call hell / And watch the veins crack in those putrid flames / The melting organ twitching on the groun
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Same as walking down nameless streets With saran wrap plastered across her face
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Blizzard in the midst of Imbolc; unheard of Pagan holiday symbolizing love and healing
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Generation collapses; eyes shielding from the masses Her hollow chest rests in constant compressing
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Your hands press against the furnace Reflecting the inner turmoil you have created
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Like the oriental cherry blossoms Giving movement to each passing life
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As a melody surrounds the embodiment
Of the nonbelievers and heart wrenched followers
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Immortality has never been a long term goal
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I have left my heart out in the open
For the winter breeze to caress it to sleep
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Sound echoes outside window glass
Like the noise of baby's feets
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A great cataract falls through
Soaking bone; freezing hours
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Through coarse undergrain
Of a hooded eye transparency
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Mixed within an aura of hope and lost creation
More so is pain that lingers
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Every doubtful night
Smothered in fading embers
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God Aesculapius; plead do I
Heal wings adorned
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Against anorexic crooked tears
Shattered; does this moon curse me?
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Greed; bullet in the gun
Killing those nearest toward you
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Innocence walking with veils covered
Discovered and coaxed into blossoming
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Aurora borealis tinted affair Housed beneath Hawthorn branches
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Pressing hands against cool solid water
Images blur beneath liquid surface
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Chained alongside improvised slave
Empty eyes, blinded from bitter tyranny
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Secrets pawned off onto garden virtue
Vines intertwined with words, so sweet
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Photosynthesized creature of the night
Fatal glances, laced with seductive leer
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Burning only flames muster
Birthed through stolen antiquity
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Fear sustains the inevitable
Defenses around her form remain unstable
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Blue, point of starvation
White, Pale white roses against prints of crimson
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She rests in solitude
Against a black canvas
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Mimics sad mimes
Silence, does this play act?
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Storms brew behind closed doors
Growing; each passing second.
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Fighting against defeat
Standing within abstract fashion
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Yet, my grasp stayed so tight,
On the empty photo book.
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My satanic blood as grown thin as the seconds pass
My once static heartbeat as begun to slow
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Wishing time did not have to bring this
I hate this future
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