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onthevergeof...(minimal)
04:52
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time doesn't heal wounds
at best it helps one to forget
we try and beg and plead and suffer
enough to make today a little different
taste the pain
embrace the shame
as we do we bar ourselves in
what else can be done?
so much...
so terribly much...
we taste if we're careful
all that life brings us
one surprise then the next
changes in life
each, a new chance to start over
a new beginning
a sculpture of rotten meat
too sad for those who see
too bad for those who don't
yet they are the lucky ones
tremble before this
and know you are nothing
nothing, naked, bare before this force
this brute
who robs and rapes and bruises and plays like a child
in these wounds
sometimes time won't even ease the removal of memories
sometimes life is in fact death
and as it all moves on, as the wheel keeps turning
we neglect to see that blood is the fuel for this machine
and we do what we must
trapped yet again
in the system.
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thesomehowsensation
02:25
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the somehow sensation:
christmas time is here again
nearing the end of the year
joy and family and love abounds...
the somehow sensation...
as if i've slipped somehow into a parallel universe
today is not christmas eve.
it is just another day in june
a strange chill in the air yes...
but what does that matter
and where is my love
and where is my blood
deep in my chest outside bubble burning under lock and key
turn it please, my hands are frozen
lachrymal
comatose
frigid
morose
warming
sunlight
fragile
waiting
strength
ways
wait
path
take
break
assault
forgive
embrace
if only i could let go...
then i'd be like the rest of them
and then maybe i'd be happy like them
but they don't know true joy
and i'm sure that i do
walk along this broken road my darling
you aren't even close to walking it alone
and a multitude of fortune has fallen
and a soaked head begins to look up
and the rain is uncomfortable and blinding
but it is pure
and it washes away the tears
and the blood
and the dirt
and splinters
and it will clean you
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PEAKER, BABY!
11:21
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primed (l.a.c.)
09:15
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primed and ready to be mocked and despised
like the wounded fawn to be flayed
like the hellish grandeur,
cloaked figure tormenting us
walking closely like a stalking nymphomaniac to take embrace and stake...
'my name is Want'
pull the bloody pole from the bloody hole slowly gasp and laugh its as if only now you can
or ever could or would do this to yourself if you owned it all you'd show the strength of an army of gods supposing the winter wild were alive in your eyes
a son to your daughter a bringing of heartfelt mercy
look away from me
i died long before your birth
...go on now take it as you desire
open and restrained gagged and torchlit flesh twitching bound in wrapping written works aflame as your flesh cries its own red tears
i am he
she is me
fall again and wimper for her loathesome caress "Want.....catch me coming..."
impaled, blue nails scrape whisker...
"touch! too much! no longer flinching halfman cry silent droplet piercing with the mind and it is not my gift your blessing his curse to feed you your own eyes
she'll feast and cease when it pleases her ever so..."
sprawl, too late too rent too spent expended expanse rival waters fought for you until the wind blew them into the sky inverting torn earth corrupting lapsed nature and flesh returns to the core inside excite and reprise....
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wretched rotten creeping mystery figure form approaching encroaching keeping her hand
clasp
touch like glass
i hear your sword escape it's sheath....
sickness repulsion expulsion and derangement playground dark little children inside his mind and dancing
fuck like power corrupts....
if you stop breathing...
everything becomes so much louder...
and they all think that silence is golden
bear a burden take a loss find your demons enchanting mistaken others saying no formidable woe on top like the savage beast tearing out entrails succubus manifesto treasure trove to behold on top of all below to wisk away in the night
pass
with wooden fingers and splinter love beyond all the trees and your mother your home
all alone
you are all alone
squirm now naked in your lies
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INCAPABLE of replication
02:56
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unworthy
05:18
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abst wind : today
05:59
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abst wind:
abst wind
he wonders why he is this way and what he can do to change it
he doesn't blame them, but the questions still linger
why does he do this
what's the point
biggest questions always roaming
you know all about it
go ahead and shut him out
go ahead and let it be known that you're better than he is
he'd agree with you
and he wonders what horrors he can face
and he wonders what sort of life he can make it through
and he wonders how he can go on living having let her down so
words run ragged
and procrastination runs rampant
he wonders how he's gonna be able to pass through time
do what he needs to do
and wondering how
makes nothing happen
he smells the sun coming up
and with it the stench of another failure
he wants to be FREE
just what she wants too
maybe one last cigarette will sicken them enough to change...
they are always heard saying 'maybe one more'
poor terribly wise fools
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abst wind: tomorrow
04:09
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unborn
01:54
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poison people
03:50
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shallow grave
03:51
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lackthrowLIVE2004
01:57
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Lackthrow Salunga Landisville, Pennsylvania
doesn't really matter
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