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MattyPanda Sep 2020
Ouroboros
Is the circle of death, the gift of life

Ouroboros
Is the burden of life, the freedom of death

The angels and demons chanting in chorus,

“Ouroboros

Ouroboros”

Everything is born, everything is taken from this life

Everything is brought into this world just for it to die

Ouroboros, like the phoenix is rebirth

Rising from the ashes right back into its hearse
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MattyPanda Feb 2019
Black tides roll over the beach as hearts collide with a black hole to create nothing inside of everything, reminds me of the way you breathe. Heavy with the toxins, my skin feels as if it is peeling off like the leaves that fall from the trees in autumn. The dead wind howls, I hear your heart but I am deafened by your voice crying out for someone to love. Watch the pendulum on the clock break the glass between the space of time, the echoes do not sound but the layers of scars will show.
MattyPanda Feb 2019
Do you want to leave? All you have to do is close those wandering eyes. I'll carry you into the night sky, amongst the bright colorful stars that resemble your eyes, where you can tell me what is killing you from the inside. We can travel through the planets, observing our favorite aspect of each one as they pass. Rest on Saturn's rings, renaming Jupiter's moons. Only to be caught around the ankles and drug back to reality with you stranded all alone and me searching to bring you home. Wake me from this nightmare that you are not here. Don't let them drag you beneath the ocean. The waters are deep and you can't swim, your emotions bare onto your being and wrap around your mind. You're sinking in the darkness and I am unable to grab your hand. **** this ocean that lies between us. Grit your teeth and hold your head high, up above this freezing tide.
MattyPanda Feb 2019
The jowls of hell, I hope they entrap you and devour you. For the flowers you have stripped, their petals now unclean as you prey on the immature and anable. No guilt is shed, have you no shame? Horrendously the deed is done, Through the bloodcurdling screams with deafening silences her unripe flesh is torn and made rotten.
You **** with her emotions, insidiously trapping her conscious. Depression settles in, no more freedom of will. Her youth has been bleed out, all innocence is lost.
Aborting the fetus, you rid the evidence, exterminating it's chance at a lifelong death.
I wrote this while I was thinking of an old friend who was sexually abused as a child.

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