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Blackedpoison Feb 2020
-- you didn’t see anything yet.

Yeah, he touched my blood with his Threats.
He brought his flood to my rights without regrets.
His tongue is covered by mud and his
malice is full of sweat.
And you have to know that,
He is a lonely bud that you can't love or forget.
Blackedpoison Feb 2020
Stop muting the
breath of your fear
Just Drill your own beer
to find your golden jeer.


Let it smash your own tear
Until you find your rights
To live your cheer
Without yourself
And without them my lovely deer.
Blackedpoison Feb 2020
lead me to the sun,
That will be always
the main symbol of seething
the convincing reason
who I'm bleeding.

let its dark lava pray for us,
to have the blessing for our fuzz,
And don't forget to
care about its volatile rage,
thus you will get the golden page
of wisdom
from the right sage.

hide your justification
within the body of your mystifcation
don't dare to fight the circle of black fire
that will cause your happines
a great ire.
Blackedpoison Jan 2020
The folks in heaven were angry
Because their trees were hungry
That’s why
They killed the last cranky.

After which
they feed the trees amply
With his blood which is totally

But all of a sudden
The greed attacked the branches
And start to spread the sins
In the form of patches.

And finally,
the handsome cruelness built its rituals
within the holy individuals
until the terror bloomed within the folks
and hunt the heaven
to burn its strokes.
Blackedpoison Jan 2020
in this Morn,
Under this clime,
She found her dark hails,

She tasted its drops and thee can hanging it
on thine blue nose Thro’ this explode.
now, after the mad mass
the Isle became bold , because it scattered the inner gold,
And whose wailing is this?
Who knows!
Before you go,
Cheer their death up
and embrace your pavilions
And fly carefully
Towards the panic .
Blackedpoison Jan 2020
next to this real terror
there was a real door
that has an error
with a number four

she tried to hang it on it
and ignore its lore
there was a single sore
within its living bore

it hate to lie
but he liked it before
when he was sure that
it is an angelic core.

he will never have more
of number four
even when its rejection towards her
is so poor
but it still can find the inner shore.
within her gore.
Blackedpoison Jan 2020
she reached this ugly place
and found a dark trace
that captured the terror within her face,

the trace became like a hole
within her senses and heart
like a nasty big ball

she ran towards nothing !
like she was in an actual race
because, this dark lie!
put her in a dangerous case
until the trace shone again!
behind her, like a grace
and suddenly, stood up!
in front of her!
like a heaven base

she stoped, and felt sorry
when the evilness within the grace, was too sick
she licked its inner wounds so quick
until it healed, and its health became thick
but all of the sudden,
  she felt the hit!
on her head by a huge stick.

within this scary darkness
she left her breath with sadness
and about the evilness
that hiding within the grace soul
you can taste its gladness
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