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Twilight

Flesh and gooey paste, stuck in the mud
Scooped up, with bare hands, they sod
Say nothing, to this or that god

Picked up like perfect bods
Split between our wards
As if they appreciate our sobs

Douse 'em with gasoline, and light up the 'tards
Played like a hand, with all of 'em cards

All bards
Hay-wired
Bone fried
Some tired
No pride
Lost wives
None wise
Gone long before we arrived

Our side
Thought forever could be our rhyme

What curse
It's surge
Right from the womb as fire

It scars
Sticks to the mind this time

In line
With us and our desires

We sight
With eyes
To see in the dark, deep black

No longer can smile inside

How nice
Such a facade, glass ice

It shines
When exposed to the heat and light

Abide
By whose code
While outside the world burns bright

Fog white
Can't measure its breadth, so die

Like time
As lost as all nine lives

No longer can lie this time
For you are no longer mine

Yet how
We tried
What heart cannot hate, kept high
To hide us and all our lies
Your self-righteous alibis

And now
It ends
With neither goodnight nor goodbyes

As friends
We suffered before our time

Now you're with that jerk's two lice
While these tears turn to jokes too dry
And further apart we fly
Through such blue and perfect skies
Only stepping out at night
With each coming dawn, twilight

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What Would I Do With Drugs

WHAT WOULD I DO WITH DRUGS

i would paint mountains
keep 'em high
i would climb falls
keep 'em low
i don't wanna see you go
i don't wanna lose control
i wanna hear you call
again, and again, and again, i fall
burst a hole through that wall
i don't climb walls, i crawl
i know you can feel music course through your body, too
good, gah, i miss yah
if only i had telepathy
i no longer have a use for this voice
and these words, on empty sheets
empty streets, between the sheets
love is a lie, i know
i stole these words from a song
and i can't come up with anything better
when every breath i spit
reminds me of wasted nothings

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Fantasy

FANTASY

I dreamt of magic, crystals and potions
Millions upon millions upon millions of minions
Plenty of artifacts, many creations
Dungeons and dragons, abyss, oblivion
All those catacombs, they call civilization
No nations, just rations, epics and sermons
Gods and demons that live on donations
Horses, bards and whores and all them corpses
Sticky fingers up their @$$3$

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Bind My Soul

Touch me not with thy flesh
Itarouses my desire
Look at me not with those eyes
Visions blur with time
Listen not with those ears
Hear what I don't say
Taste my tongue not with thine
Mine has tasted death
Scent me not with thy nose
The scent of pheromones with sweat
Bind my soul with thine
Waste not another breath

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Ten Years Later

TEN YEARS LATER

You say you understand
You can't have everything
Your tongue tastes the gutter
You'd soar higher without wings
You don't believe in ever afters
Yet you want a wedding ring
Now you shed tears
For both joy and suffering

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Artha

Her tongue is made of sulfur
Mud drowns the fields
Fine sand billows over deserts
Soil sprinkled over graves
Blood and sweat for charcoal
Swallowed tears, for potter’s clay
Niter, mortar, a vessel
To give birth, and to slay

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Excrement

Laid bare
This carcass
A heap of festering wounds
Scars and bruises
Flaws all exposed
A blur of fleeting images
Muted conversations
The deaf listens
The blind looks
Even pieces of $#!+ have feelings
Of yearning
Of longing
To be something other than what they truly are
And they feel loved
As they attract flies
And maggots
And fungus
And all that feast on their existence
$#!+

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Ashen Crumble

ASHEN CRUMBLE

Shores crushed by dawn
Disturb not the earth dragon’s sleeping twin sister demon from her slumber
Scars run from the insides of the elbows to the wrists
Torn by shards of broken glass from a mirror older than age
Step out into the sun, teary eyes no matter the sleep

Pleasant dreams of darkness, and fog, and rain, and trees, and cold, and silence
Grasping at emptiness that once filled the void
Swept away, translucent wings of flies

Thirst, unquenched
Hunger, a distraction
Sleep, an escape
Good, morning

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Fool's Gambit

The pride and integrity of broken covenants, plans devoid of breath
Failure to act in unforeseen events, situations uncontrolled
Chasing to correct errors, straying to accept loss
Stupidity? Naivete? Ignorance?
The agitated mind is dumb as the first bet lost
In desperation for redemption, the same motions are forced
To pretend and to pose, to chase the wind
To seek approval, for truth in trust lost

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Bond With Me

I want to communicate directly, not with words
Words lack the substance, with which I long to captivate you now

I want to hold and touch you, press my body against you
I want you to touch me, crave for me, from the depths of your soul
Hold my flesh so tightly, oh, how I yearn for you now

Where are you? Not within sight to see me
And I cannot see you, can neither hold nor touch you
And you cannot hear me, no matter the distance
Arrows and daggers, none can pierce you now

And I want you, I really, really want to
Matters not what you bring, let this breath not go to waste
In death, find my place, and even then, shall I place, my heart, in those hands

Feel the depth of this ocean, seemingly calm and wide and deep
Yet beneath stirs this fear, and these tears, as my heart leaks for you now