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Reckless self abandonment...Reckless abandonment of the self, To sentence the heart to a life on a dusty shelf, All else is smoke; care not for the fire, Painful atonement for a forbidden desire.Reckless self abandonment...
Care little for the light; it blinks not for me, Spinning in this virtual clone of something called ‘sanity’, Seedless pursuits of flesh and form; mere vanity, We all find ourselves blinded by this peerless... seething... clarity...
Numbed to the point of being you, Lacerations tear me into someone new, To slice into the soul askew, Barely straight; but far from knowing you...
by ~Subversive-angel
Emptying my head...Up and down, left left to right, Something got me winning the fight, Wind flows so right, dusk to night, A single colors contrast got my heart in a fright,Emptying my head...
I’m not so sure, always to the side, Never seen this kind of risk before, too dangerous to ride? Reds’ eyes don’t stop; heart so dark,
stop it,
skull in her sights; she’ll pop it, Reds’ got her truths, Blues’ got his targets, Gun so heavy, life got Blue feeling lethargic, Musta been the mild ‘slow, rolling down that ice,
Kicking back in the saw;
by ~Subversive-angel
Rusty Webs...Hey Mustard… you remember that time when…’ Asked J wolfe in a hushed tone as he lowered himself from the roof into the window of the junked and rusting train carriage, however he stopped himself mid sentence at the vision which lay before him.Rusty Webs...
Mustard sat atop the crumpled corpse of an older man wearing some form of masked shawl about his head; what could be seen of his face was enough to hint
at a level of pain only ever accompanied by the chilling lack of ability to let out a final scream.
Mustard had a cigarette already to hand, and held it with poise as she peered down at her handiwork with
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through the lips and past the gums, watch out afterlife; here I come...
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through the lips and past the gums, watch out afterlife; here I come...
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through the lips and past the gums, watch out afterlife; here I come...
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SICK...TWISTED....ME? why thank you for noticing!
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