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Glock Girl and Bayonet Boy

Nothing changes but the weather
You just think that you got better
Time doesn’t heal, it scabs the wound
I won’t cover, cover my scars for you
Victim of deceit, weighed down by your
Heavy hand; a constant battle
Between who you want, and who I am…

~*~

Here’s step one, don’t you dare run and tell me what the hell I’ve done

Elucidate and face the stars, don’t fuck around with me, say it’s all fun

You say that you’re a cannibal baby, damn, you’re eating out my heart

Don’t choke on my gristles, don’t shock me then say it was for a restart

.

Maybe I’m being assumptive, your paranoid best friend is going insane

I’m a cordial next door neighbour, and I’m just being a bastardous pain

Ironic electricity on your sweaters and the thunder shoes that you wear

You weren’t being cheerful when you let that cyclone catch in your hair

.

Discretion was not your apex marauder, and you pushed me in the moat

You testified for perjury and starved to death and I fed you my scapegoat

A headspace is what I need, thought you’ll clear my skull, not sick up on it

I’d love to interfere in your pathetic dramaticisms, but I got too much shit

.

If psychological pawns are your opiods, guess my hit wore out in one drag

I’m tired of the way I’ll have to confront the ravine if there aren’t any crags

If it’s schematic or systemic, I don’t know, my reputation’s a goddamn mess

I guess you’ll never acknowledge the bromide you slipped me under duress

.

So then fine, let’s play this game, let’s be bitching and stalking with binoculars

If I upset your shriveled tiny soul, you can find me in junkyards declaring war

Just let the alcohol subside, we’ll be as sober as rocks crashing against the tide

I’m glad to have someone to load the ammunition when all my guns have lied.

~*~

I’ll see you at the fucking crossroads
I’ll make you bite through your tongue
When you see who I am today
I’ll make you hate what you’ve done
Cover your tracks, let revenge flood
You’ve made your mark, blood will have blood!

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You Better Get The Door

Wash away these memories, silent and proud
Blood won’t confirm on these curtains
Your blood, my hands, your blood, my fucking hands
Run for the hills, your strength, from the dead afar…

~*~

A moment of delusion, celestial superfusion

Wander, demand her, a second of confusion

Seven to heaven when I find the intersection

Logistics and statistics that I failed to mention

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Broken and unspoken, for the days I set unnumbered

We’ll plan this sheer madness until we’re torn asunder

Mayday don’t you say a thing, now don’t you maunder

Relay and decay me, the taste of suffering feels blander

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Sorry, you know me, a crack away from the brick bracs

Gave me what you saved me, and the senses that I lack

Then we’ll set up for the kill, the trigger’s left unlocked

If I leave my morals ajar, maybe someone else will knock.

~*~

Run for the hills, your strength from luck
Cut this off, and if you think you’re alive,
Then you’re better off fucking dead!

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Nighttime Nonsense

I don’t think that

There will be stars

To cry for me tonight

No moon to scintillate

A quaint reverent glow

And tell me I’m alright

But the sunset tells me

To hold on to the horizon

And fall away under sleep

I’ll tuck the sun back in my

Pocket, despite the afterglow

Its recalescence gently weeps.

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a laugh to the tune of fuck you

the respect

that i do have

for you is too much

oh, i admire every

word, every nerve,

every faint catch

i’m sorry that it had

to be this way

and i had to give in

to the cruelty

the bastards played

it makes me sick

on how they all just

simply treat you as a joke

when you are all

that i’m holding on to

and breathing in for hope.

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metal & skin (xx.)

mutilated and sever

under blood forever

twisted neuropathy

insipid on disparity

lacerate for the lies

as ethyl intensifies

the cuts feel liquid

it is just tarnished

over and unmade

need a new blade.

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Eye Candy

your brown sugar eyes

and glances that tasted

of soft candy and vanilla

lifted away the gravity

and it spun candy floss

in shades of pastel clouds

within a heart that was

as bitterly grey as can be.

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vocal entanglement

i’ll never get

tired of the way

the strings

around my neck

tighten as you play

them and sing;

though i’m unable

to sing along

for your spell is

choking my windpipe

and binding tight

my tongue

.

and yet i could

never ask you to

remove your hands

and the strings

all wrapped around

my bruised neck,

shut up, and just call it

quits, despite the

unfortunate fact

that the copper and

metal wires are lacerating

my bleeding throat.

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fallacy

i have been

looking the

wrong way

my eyes are

spinning as

my legs fray

i have been

searching a

wrong place

if i was just

infallible, it

would be a

m.i.s.t.a.k.e.

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fugacious

cold footsteps

of perfection

cease to echo

in the empty

presence of

your faltering

h e a r t.

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angel mine

let me fly

and steal your gun

kiss the sky

let’s have some fun

let me fall

against your wings

time is up

so why don’t we sing?

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