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Cult Temples

His heart was a philosopher's stone
that broke down happiness
to it's components
of sex and being alone.

Her skin was the Ouija board
he used in order to receive
messages beyond her soul.

And when they were rapt
in their circle of consummation,
they found the face of
erotic compassion.

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My Truck Is My Home

Sleep is a bride I can never find,
not on nights behind this steering wheel
Night spiders and aphids are on my mind
and watching them explore my windshield feels almost surreal

The lights of the lot illuminate this new playground
a concrete field dotted with strays
The lively twilight nature makes is sound
as hungry dogs come out to play

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Lola

Her voice was like warm, sticky candy
overflowing with adorable nymphete charm
She spoke with rapt, intoxicating energy,
the sort that compelled you to protect her from harm
She smiled in a way that spoke of innocence,
that sort of naivety that conceals cunning
No one could ever replicate her style of romance
A fiery, passionate, heavy, sugary sort of loving
She came during summer nights saturated in beer and dying
An age of self loathing and morose morbidity
Like a moth to a flame, towards me she came flying
In her I found an affection filled with naked purity
and we shared an affair, obsession burning
Lovers lost in a dangerous desire eternally
How this sweet young maiden could love me, I never knew
I was the bitter disease corrupting her heart
Just know that I loved her from the start, I beg of you
I loved her even when I threw sand on our flame and tore us apart

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The Girl Who Loved Trash

I had a dream about a barefoot gypsie
She cradled my ego as I stabbed her heart
For all the love and good she offered endlessly
I gave only darkness in return as I tore her apart
I wish she had never loved this disease in me
I wished I never existed just so she could stay clean
She would never have met this monster who loved so violently
or indulge my desires that even devils consider obscene
She offered endless forgiveness for my transgressions
I just kept digging and digging and digging
Pulling at the strings that kept her safe and whole
Chewing on the soft parts, watching her soul darkening
Never satisfied, hungering for her bleeding innocence
Constantly craving that bottomless well of mercy
loving her more every day in ways no one understood
My hunger for her became a fever that grew into a frenzy
Addicted to her beautiful suffering, spellbound by the love she gave me
I found a joy I had never believed possible
It was at this point I buried my heart in a shallow grave
And filled the space that was left with everything that made me horrible

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Oak Grove Nights

Come to me, seraph nymph
Show me your pagan lights and wicked rites
Lift me out of this world of virtue
so that we may find a world of endless, sinful night
Let us unchain ourselves from the mildewed masses
and embrace our every infernal desire,
losing ourselves in each other's burning kiss
and bearing flames of lust that drape Eden with fire

Fingertips tracing a language of blood,
an alphabet only spoken through tongue and blade,
a dialect only uttered in the form of shuddering moans,
inscribed crimson commands that must be obeyed

Blood drunk and lust blind, our ritual begins,
one born of wickedness that make the stars avert their gaze
Performing magick that only the flesh comprehends
before the world disappears in a red haze

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Truce

She watched with absent eyes from the dark
As the tundra of our smiles performed their dances
The snowy winds  long ago snuffed out this spark
We speak our pleasantries like dolls in trances
Our summer years passion now a winking coal Winter's embrace

Gone are the "I love you" days
Gone are angry words turned to Oreos
Now we go our separate ways
Our hearts weren't meant to play in stereo

Let the notes of my misery play through these sighs
I left quickly before I was lost in mournful goodbyes
Alone in darkness, unable to cry
Wishing some kind hand would help me die

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Fall of Grace

Her voice was a song,
Sensual endless seduction
I couldn't help but sing along
as our love found destruction

Stained by the fall of Grace

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A Moment, a Glance

She strode past in silence
A waif of a beauty
Her stance bore an innocence
though her her eyes shown with impurity
Was it her hands, pliant and delicate,
that drew this devil's eye?
To have simply caught a glimpse of her was fortunate
Even now, the moment our eyes met makes my heart sigh
I watch her walk out of my life without exchanging a word
A possible course of life I will never know
I now go back to a life that now seems absurd
Never to get to see where our lives would go

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Atrophic Royalty

Too much
Silence
So much
Violence
All is
Discordance

Mother
Father
Bother

I was born a daddy's girl
And i knew my heart would curl
Behind his brick wall
Learning how to fear before i could crawl

Not enough
Patience
Break down
Communication
Every day
Complaisance

Love
Bullet
Swallow

My soul is an over-encumbered whore
With a lovingly withered empty core
I'm not hiding anything from your eyes
I grew to be all my daddy despises

Love brought
Complication
No more
Hesitation
Gun powder
Combustion

Shake me
Break me
Rape me
Kill me

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Casting

Your hearts burn holes through my barriers
letting love seep through like a soothing aloe
I find peace through the ties that bind we three together
like a comforting bandage, mending my wounds

My Sunshine and my Moonlight, my light and my dark;
you are the pieces I needed to complete this puzzle of love
You ignite the flames of my passion
and cool the fever in my soul

Through every battle we trudge through together,
bathed in blood we shed and tears we spend,
I will always see to it our banners will always stand together,
that no one is left behind for the carrion to feeds to feast upon

Our love will endure the scorching heat of Fire,
will never be torn apart by the strength of Wind,
will never be drowned by the endless oceans of Water,
and will survive the unmerciful changes of the Earth

Our love will outlast time itself

So it is done