Born a peaceful soul, humbled by the old.
Wondering in the unknown, looming smoke.
Bipolar hearts, from hot to cold.
"I TOLD YOU..., not to be bold!"
Forged with hot strikes, spilling spite
Spirit that survives, just might.
Wavering... a coward to this hour,
Yin-Yang in a struggle for power.
Internalised Drama, internalised Comedy.
Corners of the mouth, poison and remedy.
A calm surface, with a raging under.
Beating hearts to be plundered.
Desire for vengeance, a hidden presence.
Don't drop a needle, don't wake the evil.
Fast asleep in a quiet house,
From thudding feet to cat paws.
Heart-quakes boiling blood up to the ears.
Pumped up hands ready to pierce.
One last moment of misbehave?
Empty mind and silenced brain. Drop the blade.
Hehehe and hahaha, stream of tears on the face.
Empty shell a former self, indulge in a sweet taste.
Shackled, locked and put in box, one last shot ready to aim.
Put a candle on thy grave and say a prayer in thy name.
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 12:22 PM UTC
Born a peaceful soul, humbled by the old.
Wondering in the unknown, looming smoke.
Bipolar hearts, from hot to cold.
"I TOLD YOU..., not to be bold!"
Forged with hot strikes, spilling spite
Spirit that survives, just might.
Wavering... a coward to this hour,
Yin-Yang in a struggle for power.
Internalised Drama, internalised Comedy.
Corners of the mouth, poison and remedy.
A calm surface, with a raging under.
Beating hearts to be plundered.
Desire for vengeance, a hidden presence.
Don't drop a needle, don't wake the evil.
Fast asleep in a quiet house,
From thudding feet to cat paws.
Heart-quakes boiling blood up to the ears.
Pumped up hands ready to pierce.
One last moment of misbehave?
Empty mind and silenced brain. Drop the blade.
Hehehe and hahaha, stream of tears on the face.
Empty shell a former self, indulge in a sweet taste.
Shackled, locked and put in box, one last shot ready to aim.
Put a candle on thy grave and say a prayer in thy name.
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