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Temperance of Voices

Temper in my voices circling a man they break.
Vapors of a flame the scars of a love so fake
Breaking through the layers of a dream their aspirations
Imitating reflections of the pills we call medications

Am i worth saving? Or is my power the blood of my eyes blinking i dont sleep
Its must be my demons yelling at night where you fall into psychosis so deep

Psychotic sympomatic interpretation of feeling a contradicting toxic fog
Provocations so sickening why do i feel like a cog?

Just a gear for the machine and mind with demons of mimicry so cold just disruptingly manic
The fire will freeze the mind when it burns i just panic.

If i use my name in the third person Patrick is locked in his mind to let his demons have their fun and infect
Patrick what is your insanity like having the walls saturated with decaying, imitating, and elaborating feelings to project. 

I process my thoughts so differently from the rest and you may laugh my noises in me decided to manifest a trauma.
Such warmth is unheard of and abandonment is real but in the presence of the one i call myself it will show my mama.

The son you birthed died long before i decided to give evil a platform in my mind ill elaborate.
Lost at youth with no direction no connection just diffecting from what i must culminate.

Normal is so absent without detection a comatose individual they wont see. 
Comatose void unto faternal. Is apathy a convolution of convicted of trapped mind?
Essentially corrupted destruction manifest of what he left behind.

Lost to emotions such a creature of habit he turned his mind seperated in voices
Never alone now just left to the temperance of his voices.

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Never Say Goodbye

It was the day you left 
my world fell apart 
lets go back to the day 
before you walked away 
you was going off about something 
but I thought it was nothing 
I told you i never kissed her 
when will you ever learn 
That it was never my fault (never my fault) 
This isn't how i wanted it (its going wrong) 
All grownup but cant take a hit (living a lie) 
Loves not the only thing (hate is next) 
But i could never sing (caught in a lie) 
you never backed me up enough 
you though it was a bluff. 
I'm on this mountain, you and I. 
This was you last goodbye 
so now i'm sitting here 
thinking of suicide (suicide lies within darkness) 
Maybe I should die 
you love was just a lie 
now your gone like a suicide 
deep inside where nasty putrescence resides 
these razor blades are cold (like frostbite) 
Dead on the floor; 
So lifeless, so still, so sold 
I drink this whiskey 
Passing out again; 
why don't u miss me (you never loved me) 
you said that you loved me 
I wasted my time; 
cause you didn't as I see. 
Sudden noises wake me up 
i grab the whiskey and a cup 
what happened to that day at the mall 
i remember it all 
i no its not just in my head 
that day we first kissed 
i was nervous and missed 
yet your heart was calm (this whiskeys dry in my palm) 
everything blew up in my palm 
i just got back up 
that day in the rain 
i had everything to gain 
but instead of being cool 
i lost everything like a fool (I tripped over these stones) 
So hard and hollow 
My life is over 
but this time i'm really sober 
i grabbed the gun 
i put it to my head, oh what fun 
you ran through the door 
i through it to the floor 
i start freaking out 
what is this all about 
you said you was sorry 
and that you was a fool ( you looked just like a kid) 
I looked int you eyes 
i said never say goodbye 
you looked at me (the blood inside me poured) 
I saw that it shall be 
forever you and me 
That's when i never say goodbye!

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Paradox Repeat Paradox

Void to live in frost bit pain 
Maimed by thought made like Cain
Comatose element numb with spite
Corrupted veins sinister mindless night

Devour the sand reverberated Time
Decay for filth screeching chime
Clockwork putrence constructed door
Misery wasteland voidless core

Correct the heart paradox repeat
Volatile time disrupt discrete 
Puppet string maliciously control
Mirror reflective of a twisted soul

Bestowed vividly abysmal thread
Fateful sustenance restless dead
Corroded souls absolutely prime
Paradox repeat swelling time

Final concept vivaciously stored 
Overflowing clock fire poured
Scorching below time bitterly perceived 
Breathless paradox end conceived..

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Starboy

He was a cousin that was more of a brother
Always so grown as if he knew better
So broken his focus always in the stars
Dealing with his demons running with cars

I helped raise and teach him the way
Yet he never contemplated what i'd say
Eternally our starboy having your eyes in the stars.
Caught awake seeking a reason for his scars.

Always with his head in the clouds with a spoken mind.
Spoke his truth regardless of consequences never confined.
Hurting, working, searching for a reason too coexist.
Screaming inside fighting with his demons that just persist.

We were bonded on a level only we shared expressing our philosophy.
Degenerates we was as if just returning too feel  atrophy.
Intellectual minds exploding against each others thought process.
Complex intricacies of two enigmas he always had to impress.

He was a part of me and my life his existence in life was authenticity.
I feel these intrusive thoughts of the soul just lost to complicity.
These demons taunt me speaking that it's my fault my shortcoming.
Oh how I miss when we would debate relate in the moment how unbecoming.

Everything I smell, hear, or see reminds me of memories perceived.
Tears stream my cheeks my tears shatter feeling such pain conceived.
Lost too these thoughts just our memories an moments reminiscent.
From a time when our fire was fierce and words were persistent. 

R.I.P. Little Brother.

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Black Crows

Black crows a darkened sky
The old man staring through with a sigh
Wondering why they are here
His mind pondering no fear
Black crows lurking like a fly
Now perched a fence nearby 
Succumbed all night with wings
His lullaby that stings
Black crows now just dust
The squeaky doors now rust
What happen for the old man?
Nobody knows this land
No sight of him or sound to hear
Black crows now coming near
One familiar as it sings
Now I know these wings
His crimson eyes
Now just but few signs
Sonata of a calamity
Soul now wondering
Dreamed of black crows  
As darkness swallows and grows
His black crown fall they're gone
Old man sways away at dawn...

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Desires For Death

Something inside me is yurning 
lifleless breath i'm learning 
bloody palms 
the cold nights are calm 
but heres my alibi! 
but heres my alibi! 
I fear her name.. 
I fear her name.. 
DEATH! DEATH! 
I have come up with reason 
not to go along with her words 
so i put this down on paper 
but so deep that nothings much safer 
the great heroine of each 
the pain grows inside me like a leach 
she likes my pain 
but i'm insane 
how can it be so right 
but all along so wrong 
I fear her name.. 
I fear her name.. 
this is nothing but her game 
her name is death 
but i'm so cold 
dead with no soul 
she eats at my heart 
with 30 seconds left to life 
she's way to smart 
she knows your name 
she has my name 
death is silence 
its what i fear 
for its the last name you'll hear 
i have problems my dear 
winter nights 
she fears thes heights 
she may be deaths kiss 
and there's nothing to miss 
her name is DEATH! 
what is her game 
bloodshed rain 
so cold and in pain 
i understand what this true pain is 
waking up without a soul; 
existing forever, but always alone 
i know where sorrow is born 
in icy depths of mans empty heart; 
her spirit of love to tear apart 
i see misery in every face 
knowing no mercy, nor joy, nor peace; 
only death can bring them ease 
i hear loathing in every word 
ever breath a burning pain; 
lies, deciet, and wraths distane 
i feel hat inside all mankind 
rotting filth, disease decay; 
in ther deffense, nothing to say 
i taste the rotten flesh of skin 
toxic putrescense, bitter and vile; 
evil by nature, the mind of a child 
i am the truth in all that you feel 
my humanity stolen, compassion gone; 
i am that which you know is wrong 
i am in misery and darkness complete 
knowing no other than that of my soul; 
destined for solitude, i am always alone

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Autumns Paradox

Autumns leaves fall from a tree
Swiftly drifting further from me
Autumn feels of home
Out of pace breathing under bone
Lay here hurting itching bleeding
Just a life distracted releasing
Although i wonder in disbilief 
Just wanna carry weight for grief
Blood soaked hands of late
Running reverse collapse of fate
Lies distorted of formalities 
Corpses pain my moralities
Suit up and stand still
The devils breath a chill
Dancing with men who scorns
Scalps worn on above their horns
Forgotten as a faulty dream
Ruptured vein saturated scream
Believe in hate anomaly
Repeat the void constantly...

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Bygone Days

The sick sadistic people that torture the kid
Thinking of thoughts to fascinating in sin
Hiding behind a stature of loneliness he hates
A time warp in his chest it elates
Swaying through time with no cause or mentality
He don't want to feel like a congenital abnormality
Piercing his mind with no anesthesia
Mind caught in the lake of amnesia
Grasping towards another minoral fate
Sometimes in this bygone world its too late
Suffering a wraith in his vivacious serenity
So sad and unaware with no amenity
This boy has suffered for a time of days
Like most diverse and beseeching in many ways
But tampered with is his lamp of time
Puppet strings in his head now a mime 
The prescription of happiness is a lie
Bury the darkness as a maggot one day be a fly
This is the torture of a teen so young
Now no speech they take your tongue
Its over
Its over
Slit it in his own health
Slayed down for his enlightened death....
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Sonata of a Waking Dream

Sonata of a waking dream
Flower drifting through the breeze
Sing a song within my dream
Every word bursting to redeem
Sonata of list and pride
Bled from a peak tonight
Sound at mind lost at heart
This dream adrift depart
Tell a tale about this dream
Soul in sleep a seam
Tears now freeze they fall
Shatter at touch the call
This constant voice I scream
Sonata of a waking dream..

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Flashbacks

It takes me away
felling sick of my own life, wondering if I should live or die
Swallowing pills down untill I'm done
Stand on this roof till the morning comes
I stand and simplify my hate, Suicide is my only fate
As I jump it takes me away, Flashbacks to the miserable days
then Darkness surrounds me like a lake, It was a dream now I awake
I scrounge for a new scenario to die, searching through my contagious mind
In my mind I must be dead, I cock the gun to my head
As I hesitate it takes me away, Flashbacks to the miserable days
then Darkness surrounds me like a lake, It was a dream now I awake
I pull the trigger on the gun, Blood bursts like a hot crimson sun
Now I can always say never, no more hurt or pain forever
As I lie here it takes me away, Flashbacks to the miserable days
then Darkness surrounds me like a lake, But this time I won't awake
As I drift it takes me away, Flashbacks to when I was awake
then Darkness surrounds me like a lake, It takes me away
It takes me away...