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It’s Not The 1700’s, My Crime Doesn’t Deserve The Guillotine Anymore

I want to see the fire ignite, suffocating the sky
Don’t ever say that you know just what this feels like
I swear one day I’ll kill this lie
Curiosity has taken its toll once again,
And taken over, taken over everything we had…

~*~

Meaningless materialism lights up cities in overdrawn sighs

Catch the drip like a bad acid trip and put me under the lies

This divine persiflage only lasted as long as surgeon stitches

A prelature to nicene creeds, the preamble to salem witches

Set the sky for ignition, to suffocate the zealots complaining

Truthful traitors run the blood thin with a little bit of ritalin

Withstand isolation with a myriad riot of defective firearms

Safety only counts in guns and padlocks like sadistic charms

Let lineages be mismatched, and let sobriquet names renege

The deceivers couldn’t bring back hell without getting singed

Don’t avoid the prejudice, let it seep in like desires in clothing

When murderers become heroes, let false history be rewritten.

~*~

Look in between the lines and read
The story written on your face
Oh, when the sun comes up
You will realize that you were wrong
And when your lungs collapse
Every breath that you take will feel like your last…

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It All Falls Apart

I wish I could, but I don’t always
Keep the promises I’ve kept
I wish I could, but I can’t always
Give whatever I have left
And now it’s all so clear, doesn’t anyone
See what’s happening here?

~*~

Put me back together, just another plea unheard

Walking away from tragedy, walking with the truth

For elastic tongues can deceive us no longer

Collapsing narcolepsy is a premise for the fervour

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Time had a deadline, and we’re not built to last

Every time I look back is just a bullet from the past

Reminded of the way it was before the war began

And ended with waste and sorrow, and a broken man

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The space, the divide, the disconnected furrows

This time as we fired the shots, we made sure to be thorough

Didn’t give me a choice, just a white flag to surrender

Shouting seventh chances from another graceless pretender

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What could I have done? What would you choose?

I was so ready to give it up, though I didn’t want to lose

What was there to take? Was there anything to fix?

I was paying for my dirty crime with capricious tricks

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Everything I am, reduced now to what I once was

Blood on my words and on my hands, unremarkable and crass

What can’t be forgiven now lays in a grave so shallow

Who knew that when everything falls apart, it leaves a scar so hollow.

~*~

It falls apart form the very start, it falls apart
Seems like everything I touch falls apart
Everything around me falls apart
When I walk away from you…

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blank slate

We went down to the shore on a day that was warm
With the end of my fist, I thanked you for this
Over watch of fields and feelings I’ve met
I could pray to the day, I haven’t felt them yet…

~*~

detached emptiness

lone as the cells in my blood

breathing in frigid air

exhaling ink and neurons

but is it merely a deceitful calm?

a last resort i’ve set myself

to fall into and regress upon

if so, it must be quite nice

to feel this divine zero

a voided vacancy all the time

sometimes, loneliness is

mandatory, a chance set up

against my parallel lines

but never mistake that for

fragility, i merely need repose

appeasing such desolation

is to my own volition.

~*~

The waves will watch you go
‘Til you’re gone
And you come home no more…

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A Covetous Call Of Clarity

Just like a tick, I’m itching the back of your throat
You miss the beat while I’m hanging on every note
You gotta choke cause you swallowed a problem
Not gonna take this, not gonna take this!

~*~

I despised your guiling swords of histrionic eloquence

Sharp tongue slashing cuts to the point of garishness

Every clanking word like an aged hard treacle in its tartiness

Your kisses causing me tooth decay and imminent stress

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“Oh you silly bird, I’m not a threat” you oh-so silkily assured

And how careless it was of my ineptitude to believe that

All your prior motives were bleached white, strikingly pure

I bit on the card, despite the murky venom you clearly spat

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How was I, a desperado, to have foretold this tragedy?

How was I to surmise that you’ve hidden a weightless dice?

When I look back on your lifelines, your inscribed litanies

All I envision is an ostentatious parade of chromatic lies

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Where was my head in all of these? Distorted in the grey clouds

That you created with every breath as you sat smoking your pipe

A most rancid smell, yet intoxicating, of tobacco compound

But I was too indulged in the bittersweet nicotine to fight

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“Oh, I’m an incarnadine goddess, a quite reliable vial of blood

Just let me be your saving grace, let me be your TNT spark”

And I let you flambeaux up the resting embers in my chest

And despite all my cautious prayers, I detonated nonetheless

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Now where do I stand? Sullenly relaying your past discourse

The way an ashen-faced prisoner would steal a fallen lamplight

Just to read his personal announcements, bereft and morose

Clutching tightly a letter about his execution by hanging tonight

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I’m defeated by your idiosyncrasies, your imagination is a tight rope around my neck

It pains me to even conjure the thought that to your fabrications I’ve been a gracious host

In the end, it all comes down to a single statement, a mouth with a flair for the dramatic

I’ll let your virtuoso hands pull the trapdoor lever, fingers trembling as I give up the ghost

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A final violent shade of verdure is beginning to spread, clashing against my bruise-blotched cheeks

Blossoming briskly, an ironic requiem, though I’ve sorely wished for nothing but for them to already wilt

Somehow those sentimental chemicals in my asphyxiated brain keep acting as a mercurial fertiliser score

My last deathwish is that you’d be kind to pluck them from my heart, loved one, after all, what’s a single tear more?

~*~

I swear your head is bigger than us all, getting bigger
Go slit your own throat, slit your own throat!
You’re more turned on than anyone could be by yourself
Go slit your own throat, slit your own throat!

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The Madness of the Raven

“Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven…

~The Raven; Edgar Allan Poe

~*~

Perched on a stone, a watchful raven

Searching warily for his personal haven

Where the intruding sun need not shine

In a valley of dry bones, dust, and grime

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Feathers shaded of deepest midnight

Ruffled wings of a most tactical flight

Sharp talons and beak speckled rust red

Beady eyes devoid of soul, almost dead

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A well-known thief and a nasty trickster

They all despised his dictated nature

Sleight built inside his stone-cold heart

Clockwork instincts he cannot stop

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But the raven had a mind of great intellect

A fondness for knowledge, a smart aleck

Yet stirred, obscured by a darker retrospect

Transmuted horror by a nefarious speck

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He turned to gloom and beguilement

Eroded to dust by his own endowment

Hated like vultures, made stupid like crows

His lost common sense shutting to a close

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Here thus perches the lonely ebony raven

With a vision of cleverness and high maven

But no one ever listens to his caws of witiness

Because all they can see was just another form of madness.

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Pulsus Ex Ordine

You knocked on my door in the middle of the night

When I was unguarded and too weary to fight

Asked meekly to stay, if I had a room

But behind those despondent eyes lied my utter doom

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And how such a pompous fool I was

To let you underhandedly slip away

And being a huge impeccable crass

You promptly overdued your stay

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I tried to patch up all the abyssal holes

To cover up all your faithless lies

And yet you still slipped into your goals

And contravened to comply

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I still don’t understand why you hounded me so

I did nothing wrong, I ebbed in my flow

You stalk and scream at me, to cause my heart harm

You even tried blinding me with your sickening charm

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Chased me away like the wild animal you are

You can’t even allow me to have my fun anymore

I tasted the universe, but you crashed my stars

And pulled it apart so it can never be restored

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Now it’s destroyed, it’s my world’s end

It was too late when I tried to defend

You stand there laughing at my sorrow

Heartless creature, are you satisfied now?

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Honestly, it never really was your fault

Because I’ve been too confident and proud

That I could restrain and make you halt

Thus doing so I spelled out my decimation aloud

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What now? Will you run from what you caused?

I suppose the bad guys never look at explosions

Filthy vagrant, set fire to all my work

Then left me pounding my fists in the cold hard dirt

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Okay, I admit, I’ve been driven out and utterly defeated

You can take my keys, my business here’s no more

But always keep this little prayer swirling in your head

You will always repulse me to my very core.

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