Suicide Corruption Poems

Hopelessness is a loyal mistress. 
Tender agonies whispered in ones ear,
twisted thoughts to forget by sunlight;
only the uneasy shadows cast doubt.
Warming embrace of past mistakes,
lovingly...

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With a pen she wrote a story,
Stretched across her old notebook.
About a girl who wanted to be noticed,
And a boy who refused to look.
And she...

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You see the ones who thing gender
is something plastic you can change,
people who back in better lines
were locked-up for being insane,
people who think a basic...

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I knew it was you all along, trying to compose a different song, I knew you were standing in the line when the bullets explode...

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It’s become so self-destructive,
the weakness of our modern times,
to the point it takes our children,
pollutes unformed, unready minds.
Now this was always a real risk,
but it...

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I have heard all your excuses 
I have listened to all your pleas
It is time to pay the pipers 
With the sweet tears of your...

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This land of entitlement 
entertainment and enterprise 
lost burnt broken...despised 
skeletal structures reaching 
griping 
clutching 
scraping this infernal sky!

Arcane factories sit on horizons 
haunted like...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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This is way the flesh ends not in burning or dust
Not in a whimper but a scream
As you see I am an Artiste and such,...

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they shall fear this fury across the land
blazing bright the heavenly light of the savage crown 

all cower on the dusty, dank dominions of the...

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casting away all pieces and parts 
of an existence full of casual talk 
of board rooms full of rage
lost bodies in burning classrooms

full of philosophy...

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Something inside me is calling
Some things are caught on thorny thoughts 
Sometimes I radiate and deviate as thoughts linger

I bleed icy dreams
Dark as ink, silent...

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In my empire of dust…
I sit on a throne built of ruined, rust 
I sit, n think about what has been lost

why do images come...

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Sackcloth and ashes
blood and steel clashes 

carbon dust burnt at last 
digging the umber crust

sackcloth and ashes lie 
as time passes into the future 

it...

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Pushing past fear
Pushing past obligatory oblivion
Pushing past this pain's sphere

Trying to feel things never felt before 
Never know or seen in darkness desires 
Trying to...

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