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Arnold Stucz Poem
The boiling point aproaches like roaches in my appartement
I hope you're looking down curiously watching me
Cause I'm not afraid to joyfully use prophanity and blasphemy
Dare you to charge!!!after all natural disasters taken place inside of me
Wath you want ?I'm not scared of your black dress and shinny schyte
I'ts been more than a decade since we made a promess in the night
Even though blade shines so bright I know you ain't doin
Something to say?! come down tell it in my face if you have the balls
Unless you send your children I'll paint in dark red again these walls
Since, I learned to tie my rope and know how to make the good cut
Nothing makes me pleasure altough I bust my nut
With a rollercoaster of blades freely gigleling in my gut
Driling holes in the soulless frozen flesh as sit on my but
A silence suicide from the inside from a brain in captivity
In the shadow of the past of the dreams glued to insanity
Still hiding in the corners of unexpectable sites hoping for heaven to crash on me
There's death songs and dark magicians working together inside of me
So unless you got what it needs to make changes to where and who it counts
Leave the roses and candles beside now go and and theach your scouts.
Copyright © Arnold Stucz | Year Posted 2020
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Arnold Stucz Poem
Hello everyone and let me welcome you to the place you'll hate and love
Eager to come back each time to make yourself more miserable
Because your brain turns into a dark hole seeking for a sign from above
Sacrificing the pleasure and joy of your own ending up ing invisible
They seem to not see that your drowning at the bottom of the sea
Even though warning signs and sirens keep deafening the entire world
Fire balls and ice blocks in your stomach fighting won't let out word
So get your blanky and turn up all the lights to not be terrified from me
As the last part inside rotting screams in the smoke to the saving hand
Swallowing the hate and envy around me while the devil whispers me "it's the end "
Copyright © Arnold Stucz | Year Posted 2020
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Arnold Stucz Poem
Volcano
The mistress of the unknown covered with a strange material
Residues of what's left after an erruption, looks like surgical
Reaction of the unwanted visits, the peace of a ' criminal '
Leaving behind the rests of a memory pushed way beyond critical.
As a wish to explore the truth beneath this skin almost untouchable
Scars of a dreamer passing from God to Loui sounds incredible
Brought to heaven to be finally with his angel, what a miracle
Ripped naked in the haunted forest with only a sign on him : edible.
Since the story began , going through things others believe unimaginable
The explosion is already on the road, try if you want, it's unstoppable.
Your enthusiasm gets the attention but no one is even close to capable
Even if you empty the dictionary in hope to understand the unreadable.
Because faith and hope left the soul of this rock freezing and boiling
Rifled with questions, explanations, expectations making his stomach twirling
Waiting for the burst to burn everything around ? It's working
Mistakes and regrets of decisions turned him unconscious kepp on hurting.
So don’t wonder, if you survive the fire you still race with the lava
Running faster, fatigue hits and now the smoke approaches you to coma
As the acid rain falls on your soft skin eating your flesh , calling your momma
If you survive the question is : was it worth all this drama ?
I'm not going to tire you any longer, listen closely to this one of a kind wonder
Legend has it only one person ever touched the magic hiding under
So special ever since that moment trapped in an eternal hunger
Resulting in a story which pasionates humanity sadly ,finished in murder.
Because the pain is stronger than ever making this so called life unbearable
Walls of the fortress built to keep him safe peel off unceasingly
Unless the angels win, the wedding so awaited as a purifying miracle
He's going to burn everyone’s dreams turning the most special day into a funeral…
Copyright © Arnold Stucz | Year Posted 2020
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