SeriousAbandon - Hello Poetry

Serrated dawn Carnivorous night Who's teeth I fear But do not flight I welcome thee Cyclopean spire Carcosian sea Hatur's eyless ire Becomes me With stars of ebon twilight and Aeons countless Nyarlothotep's sight I make for the Mountains of Madness

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Mar 7, 2015

Mar 7, 2015 at 3:52 PM UTC

Great Old Ones

Serrated dawn Carnivorous night Who's teeth I fear But do not flight I welcome thee Cyclopean spire Carcosian sea Hatur's eyless ire Becomes me With stars of ebon twilight and Aeons countless Nyarlothotep's sight I make for the Mountains of Madness

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The carrion that swarm The veil upon my eyes Grief of god keep me warm Victim of needless "why's?" Truth without a trace Entropy with a face I am the length the bullet travels I am the shadow of the sun I am the voice that is broken I am the hand that holds none I am the true lie that unravels I am resolve that remains unspoken The crux of the mile Every shattered smile Sic Semper Tryanus Flies forced upon us The last nihl That's finally worthwhile

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Mar 7, 2015

Mar 7, 2015 at 1:49 AM UTC

Serious Abandon

The carrion that swarm The veil upon my eyes Grief of god keep me warm Victim of needless "why's?" Truth without a trace Entropy with a face I am the length the bullet travels I am the shadow of the sun I am the voice that is broken I am the hand that holds none I am the true lie that unravels I am resolve that remains unspoken The crux of the mile Every shattered smile Sic Semper Tryanus Flies forced upon us The last nihl That's finally worthwhile

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Of all your miseries I am your favorite That deadly illusion you can't seem to quit I can see plainly your chamber *** of love is full of **** Promises you never could keep Half-truths and lies stealing my sleep Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing Lost in tenebrous deep Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing Black angels do not weep So I jaded my heart with brass and gold Put salt into my blood to keep it cold I crushed all built with that sundering sound As I took all you loved and razed it to the ground Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing Your choices are your sentence Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing The cycle will be your penance I rubbed shoulders with the man you dare to call yours On my way out, before I could even start closing doors Despite all my love, despite all forgiveness My soul molds black, god as my witness Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing As you drift off in reverie Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing I hope my face pains your memory

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 6:23 PM UTC

Sweet Nothing

Of all your miseries I am your favorite That deadly illusion you can't seem to quit I can see plainly your chamber *** of love is full of **** Promises you never could keep Half-truths and lies stealing my sleep Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing Lost in tenebrous deep Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing Black angels do not weep So I jaded my heart with brass and gold Put salt into my blood to keep it cold I crushed all built with that sundering sound As I took all you loved and razed it to the ground Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing Your choices are your sentence Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing The cycle will be your penance I rubbed shoulders with the man you dare to call yours On my way out, before I could even start closing doors Despite all my love, despite all forgiveness My soul molds black, god as my witness Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing As you drift off in reverie Sweet Nothing, Sweet Nothing I hope my face pains your memory

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Hope is inside Thus denied us the virus A plague of one A parasite with a gun Loyalty to none Infectious Select us Vaccinate What you cant create When originality died You locked the contagion inside You lied and theived Cheated and deceived Put down the old and lame Children starving an maimed Humane Insane A claim to the throne Your god cant condone To leave your pension alone So when the day ends and they win Your blood holds the contagion

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 3:16 AM UTC

Contagion

Hope is inside Thus denied us the virus A plague of one A parasite with a gun Loyalty to none Infectious Select us Vaccinate What you cant create When originality died You locked the contagion inside You lied and theived Cheated and deceived Put down the old and lame Children starving an maimed Humane Insane A claim to the throne Your god cant condone To leave your pension alone So when the day ends and they win Your blood holds the contagion

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The fingers raw and palms tired The poets dead at the desk With not a drop to drink In his mind trying not to sink Melancholy words were all he had to show The rest he'd send where his needle would go In his last expanse, most desperate trance His letters were naught In his final rattle and dance The tears he always fought All he was, was all he wrought And with 25 lines and his composition view He kissed the ice As the needle pushed him through

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 3:01 AM UTC

Cry No Tears for Dead Poets

The fingers raw and palms tired The poets dead at the desk With not a drop to drink In his mind trying not to sink Melancholy words were all he had to show The rest he'd send where his needle would go In his last expanse, most desperate trance His letters were naught In his final rattle and dance The tears he always fought All he was, was all he wrought And with 25 lines and his composition view He kissed the ice As the needle pushed him through

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So from the terrace To the mezzanine And all that remains so serene I am baffled by the view Its not what there is to see Rather what it means to be What the eye betrays and the mind deceives For the feelings of the heart are what the soul perceives Surely I cannot be so vain? To the reader this is inane! As a writer with pipe and lighter These trifle views are a shame! The windows of the soul are fogged with bad advice. Because in a time of negativity. Never saying never, never happens twice When all you see is serendipity

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 2:58 AM UTC

From the Terrace

So from the terrace To the mezzanine And all that remains so serene I am baffled by the view Its not what there is to see Rather what it means to be What the eye betrays and the mind deceives For the feelings of the heart are what the soul perceives Surely I cannot be so vain? To the reader this is inane! As a writer with pipe and lighter These trifle views are a shame! The windows of the soul are fogged with bad advice. Because in a time of negativity. Never saying never, never happens twice When all you see is serendipity

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Ivory empires evaporate Iron oxidized depression Its cold blooded calculus All for one, one for oppression Anarchy by Gucci, fabulous The decision is order The collision is reason The choice is yours In the mindf&%$ season What is law? He said upon the dais We are raw, for who dares to try us? These sympathies for psychos Have gotten a little contagious They took mental Illness Went and made it famous I'd rather break bread with Judas Then compromise my clarity Because this last supper is ruthless Where good men are murdered for sincerity.

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Mar 2, 2015

Mar 2, 2015 at 2:52 AM UTC

Ivory Empires

Ivory empires evaporate Iron oxidized depression Its cold blooded calculus All for one, one for oppression Anarchy by Gucci, fabulous The decision is order The collision is reason The choice is yours In the mindf&%$ season What is law? He said upon the dais We are raw, for who dares to try us? These sympathies for psychos Have gotten a little contagious They took mental Illness Went and made it famous I'd rather break bread with Judas Then compromise my clarity Because this last supper is ruthless Where good men are murdered for sincerity.

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