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SG Holter Aug 2014
I wish I could find it amusing to see
How an unevil man is rendered demon

By the cloaking of his good intensions
By female addiction to victimization.

I hold out my broken heart.
You scream at the sight of blood,

Squeeling: *"Murderer! I can see your red
Hands from here! Holding some poor

Thing's
Heart."
Colin wheeler Jun 2013
So i finished moving my feet now i can start losing my mind.
I crossed paths with the unevil devil;
Soothing the mind of the velvet road laying ahead

You are my connection to the universe and all that time,
Time and you never worked.
You seem to make everything else rhyme
So lead me to the velvet road of the mind;

The path runs up to the purple skies above
making nothing out of my half finished gloves
Up and about no one can be lead out ofthe thought
To be crossed with the mind of the velvet road that can never be walked;

Who understands the mind of the velvet road
Leading you to something
Working out to be nothing
We wanted something
To be on the velvet road of the unconscious mind.

— The End —