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Dec 2011 · 2.4k
Demonic Virgins
Lily von Rider Dec 2011
In a world of laughter
I was apart of at a time
Now glides with sadness
As the refugees shine
And there in the darkness
I can see someone's face
Wholesome with fear
In deliberate disgrace

Find the world's end
And summon the flees
Through the fires and cries
Lies this appealing disease
Of rotten flesh
And from human, to be born
Crucified, embodied, concealed
And still so adorn

Notify the states
Address them assured
To be swept with the scars
In a world unsecured
With the memories of a beast
White flesh and teeth
In written disconcert
And so, whom would I bequeath?

Of decayed discontent
In a black path of a rose filled garden
Hides the wishes of a ******
Broken by the pervading Janardhan
And where the blood may spill
I may not be for real
And in this nightmare I place myself
But where I stand my eyes congeal

Broken faces, smiles depart
So much love, ruled by lust
So much hate, driven by anger
Asphyxiate my disgust
My repel of this utter evil
Where a ****** proclaims
The absence of virtues
And the murderer of William James

For the only unseen
And the utterly disturbed
Comes a vision alive
And they're truly perturbed
Where their own flesh dilapidate
With their minds running amuck
And at everyone they will berate

And in my cage of silent betrayal
I will commence to cleanse my soul
My solid trust, broken, forever damaged
I can only hope for extol
And yet my own deceit
Will lead me to my fall
I still await this day
And truly bury my appall
Dec 2011 · 820
I Wish I Could
Lily von Rider Dec 2011
I wish I could get hypnotised
Somewhere where there is no humanity
Where the only person is me
So I can live within my insanity

I wish I could get hypnotised
And not witness this anxiety
Of a world gone mad
Forever banned from society

I wish I could get hypnotised
Cleansing my own mind
Forgetting this disgusting world
Where I am confined

I wish I could get hypnotised
And escape from this annoyance
To live in surrealism
Without humanity's flamboyance

I wish I was mesmerised
Forever in a trance
Thanking humanity
For never giving me a chance
School project - 2008.
Dec 2011 · 685
In My Mirror
Lily von Rider Dec 2011
In my mirror
I see pain
Something somewhat misshapen
Perhaps just a day in the rain

In my mirror
Not fit for a verbal description
Lives a girl
Living on pre-prescription

In my mirror
Is quite an ugly thing
No matter what you call it
It's only what dark can bring

In my mirror
There is a beast
Misunderstood and assimilated
And utterly diseased

In my mirror
Lives a calamity
From breeding grounds
Born to live without amity

In my mirror
A euphoric lapin
Observes this sanity
Of a world perfectly misshapen
School project - 2008.
Dec 2011 · 620
A Sense of Humanity
Lily von Rider Dec 2011
I am ****** up and insane

All you're providing me is pain

I can't stand these thoughts in my brain

Pouring down like acid rain

Encaging me within these chains

Bringing forth this addictive *******

Stopping me from jumping in front of a train

Saving me from falling out of a plane

Not understanding what I have to restrain

In order to collect this urge to sustain

This disturbing feeling of being humane

So that I don't have to break my veins

In order not to ******* complain

Avoiding feeding you disdain

So that I don't have to be mundane

Because I'm not allowed to be profane

While you're trying so hard to attain

Just a tiny bit of intelligence and a lot of champagne

Your stupidity and inhumanity I do not contain

I'm fighting alone just to constrain

And further more I refuse to entertain

I'm sick and tired of being on your terrain

This control you had you will not regain

I regret to inform you: I am not your great dane
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Heaven’s Obscenity
Lily von Rider Dec 2011
A little girl; so innocent

Broken, like concrete

Forsaken in this world

As God had chosen to replete

Forever damaged

Spare me the deceit

That I have long encountered

Mentally ****** and incomplete

I broke the mirrors

That distorted my vision

I am not perfect

I am far from precision

Just a judicial decision

To execute this excision

To ensure that this provision

Of unwanted unborn children

Remain broadcasted on public television

For the captivity of the elderly

Scorned, defeated and miserable

Left in utter decay

Salvaging day and night

Part of this twisted foreplay

That took place on Christmas Eve

For Chirst to be born

On such a horrible day, to entail

This sad story of evil

Demons from hell rose in this tale

But Jesus did nothing

Except to defy the Holy Grail

My exorcism, my ghost

To whom shall I toast?

To the one who left me to burn?

To define myself in these lies

God, I am flawed by your unconcern

Jesus, I am mocked by your reputable lies

For that you deserve a noble prize

Can't you see the concern in my eyes?

I have lost my allies

And I have become the worst

That I could possibly be

Part taking in these sins

Is that what you wanted from me?

You deny my existence

You hide behind pride

You force coincide

And you deny individuality

You force this conceited ******* to form

Or so you implied

Turns out the shock was worldwide

But that didn't stop you

From setting me aside

Sitting in your corner

Contemplating

Is she human or a mutation

Something somewhat malformed

Or perhaps just a devil

An ogre at best

Fine be that way

I am not one to detest

My worst side though

I do not advise you test

I am not blessed

For it is in black that I dress

"Satan's spawn!" they protest

Is it my fault that I am possessed?

Conniving and witty

I am sick of this mess

God you put me here

But nevertheless

I am obscene

And forever your mess

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