Unic Cjonr Poet ABC

Grave Which Lies Hidden

Chained before the 
change, I am absorbed 
into the shade of faint.

Painted to last by 
portrait, pictured to the 
brush.         

I hang by the flames of 
my frame.    

Morning to dawn, 
savage is the start of 
another brutal 
day.                        

Life consumes energy, 
worn as a dress.

Alive to feel dead, 
death comes to a stop 
but far from the end.

I circle the deepest 
holes inside my brain.

I broke straight through 
my mind, I turned left at 
every bend.
 
Prevent the explosion in 
between the chemical 
storm trapped by time.

Captured by the voice 
of violence.

Totally ignored by the 
breath of silence.

The trilogy of the 
square is where my 
shadow was seized.

Wrapped with plastic 
fanatics to feel fantastic.

I am healing inside my 
nightmare.

Bleeding that I am 
dreaming.

Burning with the aches 
of hate.

I do not feel any less to 
care.

I am screaming for an 
eye to see.

For one split of a 
second.

For you to believe me.

Taste my tears.

I will grave which lies 
hidden.

I will grave my fears.

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