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I’m relapsing down again

There’s desperation everywhere

And it’s fucking contagious

It’s just another one of those days

Where I’m sinking in misery

And suffocating in my own self-pity

For no rational reason at all

That it’s almost pathetic

It is fucking pathetic.

I’m feeling the need badly

To colour my world with carmine

And murder my twisted veins

But I can’t, I shouldn’t—

I thought I called a ceasefire

But it’s burning in my heart

Tearing apart my mind with screams

And making my senses recede

Into senselessness that ironically

I can cancel out with one

Silver glint and a single slash

But I won’t, I musn’t—

And yet I really fucking should.

The crave is almost unbearable

I can’t resist falling in from the sin

Please pray, please understand

I need the pain to breathe

My lungs refuse to provide oxygen

I need this pain to live

I really don’t want to…

But I have to.

Please don’t let me touch the blade

Please don’t let my skin touch the blade

Please don’t let me…

D o n ‘ t . . .

I’m sorry.

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metal & skin (iii.)

someone

please

give me a

blood donation

so i could

cut myself

and bleed out

all over again.

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Glass Stars and Warm Skin

The glass stars crumble to sand every night

Fall on your skin like cool raindrops might

It cuts and maims, yellow aegean scintillate

Until you are a universe, cosmos constellate

It wasn’t facile to achieve your quaint glows

You bled life away before it shines thorough

The glass stars sparkling in a showering light

Your body tasting stardust like the sky might.

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B-Side: Lament (Deep Cut)

There’s nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done
Shot through the heart
And you’re to blame
You give love a bad name…

~*~

Verse 1:

I’m the kind of human wreckage

That no one would dare to love

My carbon dioxide is reeking of

Rotten memories that I once had

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Verse 2:

I’m the raging storm in a desert

A tantrum on, the whirling sands

Fighting surrendering to defeat

This uproarious rage never stops

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Bridge:

I do love it when my makeup runs

My wounds are not meant to stun

Don’t come near, I’m a loaded gun

I’ll only hit you with fool’s lies, hun

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Chorus:

But, oh why can’t you just leave me?

I don’t believe in a forever valentine

You fill my heart with cyanide lead

Promise me you’ll go away this time

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Verse 3:

First time our eyes met, I shuddered

Your beady grey eyes told of a nutter

And I grimaced in my severe disgust

But somehow you mistook it for lust

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Verse 4:

Because of you, my soul, it fears

I crash on the tide of frigid tears

Life is dark, a monochrome leer

You’re the devil, with evil sneers

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Elision:

Novelettish words so oppressive

You’re so maudlin and defensive

You might reckon me as evasive

But it is not that I am insensitive

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Hook:

Don’t you understand? I can’t feel

It feels like a choice, less of a will

Go ahead, laugh, at the sociopath

I’m no stranger to prejudiced laugh

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Refrain:

But why can’t you just leave me?

You’re so blinded, you can’t see

Idiot’s drug love got you too high

I’ll do what it takes, don’t ever try

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Outro:

It was do or die, but you took it literal

Blood drips, yours or mine, I can’t tell

You ask me one last time, hell, I guess

Let’s just get your shit over with—yes.

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Mister Märchen’s Travelling Cozen Carnival

You think you’re gonna hurt me
Get ready to get dirty
You created this beast inside
Pull the noose tighter
And lift a little higher
‘Cause you’re killing me slow
I ain’t ready to die…

~*~

Mister, cut me a break, what is this strange event that I see?

Must it be what I ought think? Has my wish come true to me?

A sign donning your name flutters, sobriquet painted proudly

A carnival has just arrived in our town? Oh, wow! Oh, goodie!

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Mister, cut me a thicker slice of your sweetest apple pie

As you tip your bowler hat politely to welcome me inside

To the colourful carnival, yelling out of fun and adventure

Smells of candy floss mingle with sounds of accordion overture

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Mister, cut me off with elated screams on the rollercoaster

Lay hoops after hoops perfectly on the basketball shooters

Relinquishing my childhood dreams in the spinning carousel

A romantic atmosphere and stunning view atop the Ferris wheel

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Mister, cut my palms open and read their miasmatic fortune

Raise your psychics up to the Gods and conjure me a Jotun

Sense my aura, read tea leaves, predict my stormy emotions

Promise to cure my limerence with a lavender placebo potion

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Mister, cut me a great deal and trade my pennies for an airgun

Let me aim at paper targets in simple enjoyment and hopeful fun

The stuffed prized monkeys you keep, I can taste with my fingers

Yet this rigged booth game clearly offers quick profits and no winners

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Mister, cut me in half with sharpened steel as you claim this as no scam

Make a dove and a bunny appear in smoke, I’ll pick a card, dear magician

Fool me silly and astound me dumb with your clever sleight of hands

Tremendous tricks my gullibility enjoys yet fails thusly to understand

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Mister, cut my figure down as my body undergoes a horrid distortion

Wavy forms, plump physiques, stick-thin limbs, different depictions

Making funny faces and laughter echoing in the vast hall of mirrors

And I never had to know that they were actually just normal reflections

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Mister, cut my mind open with your final flourished impressive performance

Rings of fire, ringmasters and lions, amazing acrobats in a gravity defiance

Dancing elephants and bicycle bears, trapeze and tightrope, clowns and ballet

When I applaud for that final curtain and leave, I’m still in an entranced state

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Mister, cut me off from the tangible world, entrap me in this amazing place

I’m wandering past striped red tents badly lost, like it’s a labyrinthine maze

Like a rat stuck and scuttling harriedly, my scattered thoughts begin to unravel

And you swoop down with a gust of wind, shaking all my respect and marvel

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Mister, cut my strings and make me dance, call me your ever-faithful marionette

Make me beg for your sole control desperately until you stop playing and accept

Hold the blade against my tongue, crimson and silver clashing in purest sedition

As my balljoint limbs fall apart in a graceless waltz of decadence and perdition

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Mister, cut me apart, sew me back together, and throw me inside a cell with barred windows

Let the audience pay a dollar to laugh and make fun of this snivelling miserable freakshow

Gander at my deformities, my rejected rarities, my broken traits and finest failures asunder

Proclaim me inhuman, spit in my filthy face, throw peanuts and popcorn, declare me a monster

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Mister, cut my soul and sanity out, mould them and mix them in a menagerie and throw them carelessly away

For this is what my foolish curiosity has come and garnered, and this is the ultimate price that I will have to pay

This cozen carnival, a deathly deluge of employed slaves and varying circus acts of your victims, doomed forever to stay

Master, you must close up for tonight, for we wish to indulge in our nightmares, and after all, tomorrow’s another fruitful day.

~*~

Tonight, get ready for a fight
So now you know it’s time to ride
My circus for a psycho
Round and round we go,
Look out below
‘Cause I want off this…

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Sever

Cut away the binding, choking crimson cords

That connect us, effectively separating our ties

Pop all the exchanged bubbles of floating words

Broken fuzzy communications between you and I

Shatter the shiny mirror that together we built

Rid the evidence, sure, but the scars will remain

Burn the rickety bridge connecting our domain

Relay conflagration while I’m still crossing it

Shamelessly walk away from this and simply leave

Between us, gracelessly build a huge towering wall

Just leave me dangling, calling, in this jagged angry cliff

Just sever the rope, my last lifeline, and let me take the fall.

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