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Dark Art
Been to war beforewith the conflicts I tickun-like a bombing kamakaziI turn thick in conflict. I know an empitnessI know I reminisce like a fool I can’t missa chance at a beautiful kiss. I am blind I can not findmyself I between the signsthat tell me to for this lifemaybe I should I go blind. Continue reading
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Bound To Shadows
Tulips made of acidtear my throat; life is short.If I die, I’ll say I tried to savesomething beautiful to report. For the devil, he knows me;him I’ve entertained before.For the best in me, I think’s gonein earthly tales and lore. I want euphoric, sweet,and beautiful things in lifefor me and you that are true;while this Continue reading
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Those Eyes
Torn, I believed I was beyond any hope of repair; but then I saw glorious eyes, reaching to soothe my despair. Here in the deep, in the darkest trench, beyond all understanding, a hurt was quenched. I am aware of all the games people play; I weep that I cannot sleep or keep the darkness Continue reading
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True Blue
Beautiful things turn to ash like I pander to the powers that be; I’d like to love discreet but that wasn’t in the cards for me. My life was torn and ruptured by hands under a trance. Now I play games so I might not have to live by their dance. I see grey where Continue reading
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Absent Dove
Imagining a dove,makes me make sense.It gives me purposeand drives me to cleanse. Love gone past,the trauma, oh the pain,makes the synapses firedeep inside my brain. I wish I felt betterso I could make senseto those who do knowloss of love, its absence. Deny my heart a hearth,I think the Lord is complicitin the things Continue reading
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Our Own Membranes
Make this bed of roses full of thorns they scorn from the things they try to say that beautifully adorn. I’m just like everyone I like kicks for tricks because the sky falls down in a ton of bricks. Tails spins for me at the flick of a thumb. That’s why I used to drown Continue reading
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Dark Within The Day
Chasms of memories a trance,led me to calm moments.Inside my fiery mind I find,I don’t deserve it but I want it. The truth it hurts again,I want people to let me in.I feel so out of place,but then I remember we all sin. It’s okay for todayas I cross the street to plaugethe remedy I Continue reading
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Ripples I The Abyss
Facts differ from mind to mind and life is free for all to call divine. Worship how you want to hell may be our destination under spells. Tempt the inner need plead we do for mercy to feed the inner beast. Gravitate to something feel the intense feeling of something real. Kneel not serve fellow Continue reading
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“Ephemeral Flame”
Brief is a candle,flicker it does the wickit twitches back and forthin wind and breath. Sorted is a mindfrom trauma lies truthwe find in life thingsthat brings us rest. Joy is in vaporfrom rain and sunthat brings lifein growth plush. Calm is what weshould seek for usand for the voicesof the past to hush. Victory Continue reading
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Thunder Tearing Asunder
Rumors tear asunder thunderin a room of gloom they bite soonbut the night heals with the gravityof a primal moon. We are but ash in a voidto be played to be toyedis actual attentionbut not enjoyed. Let us be like our ownselves fromthe inner demons we grew out ofinto to the states of mind we Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 