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Wicked ****

Darkness peaks beneath your mask,

 

Eternal lying smothers your task,

 

To be accepted by commercial greed,

 

It stimulates your mindful need,

 

Of personal gain and broken dreams,

 

Place your brain inside a guillotine,

 

To feed your craving for nicotine,

 

Among the thoughts in your caved-in mind,

 

The wind tickles your troubles in and out of time,

 

Your plastic-eyed dolls and cruel songs,

 

Is a portrait of your desire to walk along,

 

All the beauties in the magazines,

 

Drench your face in gasoline,

 

Ignite a match to force humility,

 

Upon your flesh and your stupidity,

 

You used to poke fun at the lifeless on the streets,

 

Now, take a bite of that forbidden bittersweet,

 

Juices of past one nightstands and lost lovers,

 

Enjoy what is less taken to be discovered.

 

There is an insatiable claim to your brain,

 

Alongside your coffee, pills, and bags of *******

 

Wicked **** sour ***** and dedicated fake,

 

It is your bones against stones karma will break.

 

Liar, cheater, deceptive soul eater,

 

Tis’ the future in the light of tomorrow’s eyes,

 

Where in Hell your soul shall eternal lie.

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Written by
jeffrey-l-buford-jr
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Published
Jul 16, 2011
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