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Act One: Fester
You awake once more
This life, this embrace of dust
Immortal emerald dream
Shaped by the millions
Where sunflower children bloom
Nothing is wrong
Your instincts prey
Striking beneath these ruins
Because the temple has been destroyed
And a hopeless endless scathe appeared
Receiving their donation
The hero's murder, the hero crafted
Wearing red silk cloth of valor and wisdom
The symbolization is lost
With audience a cheer
Act Two: Fist
Garden of Eden hath cried once before
Fret upon it's slender body
That it may behold her children
Beyond the bosom, featuring a grand scheme
Rallying tools of magnificent flame
Curiously scratching her womb for release
Mind lingering a flavor never savored by umbilical restraints.
She felt the fire, the blade, and the sever
Ripping beneath, escaping soft walls
Crimson promised to take the traveler children
Her eyes must have dimmed
Sacrificing tears doth mix with s**t and red
Expressions of good-bye and why
Met with heads turned back, ignoring this sigh and plea
Taken away by the rhythm of a new sun
Act Three: Eerie
Kingdom of no one
Here a fruit bearing tree, there the ivy cling
With a broken glass, no whisper but that
This mote critical, pouring blockades against thieves that never come
No one to rob, no stone disturbed
Its the king, the king to blame
For this travesty where she sits alone
Only welcomed by a sun whom too busy and high
To return a gesture or fill the fog
Tranquil the vapor
This love and loss
This dawn and night
Where dead memories erode
Like a dieing star with none around to pray for her
She settles in, collapsing to an unfeeling mother
Act Four: Absolution
Pushing these numerous buttons
Operating with your dear microphone you scream
Words of meaning and sound of trust
Contradictions onto ridicule onto trust onto fire
Consuming hosts till combustion release
Mission take over
Its mirror tips a cap
Taking the bow of indiscriminate beauty
Showering red little books for them
Educating their acceptance of a god named it
Raise the banner that unites the spontaneous flicker
Hail its presence, hail oh mighty it
Basking the region ablaze, trickling oil everywhere
All they do is dance inside the ball being captured in orange
Waiting, watching, meat grinder finishing, all learn to dance someplace deeper
Act Five: Dreamer
Capturing my eyeball again
Thorn like, pricking white gelatin
There the shadow rises on a wall
Copying your reaction until your trapped in its own
Feeling its palm pressed against yours, perfect lover
One that understands, created by darkness embedded under the field
Covered by rose
Hole where heart evaporates
Cannot lift through the gravity murdering me
Only finding my spinning hath stretched truth and left me abandoned
Killing another wine visited memory
Isolated in a stark night unbearable
Yet home where my soul wishes to burden
Loneliness does not wish to be bothered
So company never comes
- by WereSquishy |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/12/2009 |
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Comments (7 Comments)
- WereSquishy - 08/18/2009
- Sprint, I mean Spirit, dropping your calls and you can't do one ******** about it. Xd
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- Mutandanstan - 08/18/2009
- sorry but...I tried but the spirit phone doesn't go long distance xD
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- WereSquishy - 08/13/2009
- So yeah... give me a call whenever your unconcious... O.O
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- WereSquishy - 08/13/2009
- Eh, sorry, I meant I'd try and atleast get you into comfy sheets if you ever broke down. Food too.
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- Mutandanstan - 08/12/2009
- o.O
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- WereSquishy - 08/12/2009
- I'd be lying down next to you in bed with your tray of breakfest XD
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- Mutandanstan - 08/12/2009
- Its not a pretty site, becuase shortly after my heart melts, my brain melts and I go into overdrive and don't remember what I did the next day o.O xD
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