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Nothings new
Nothings the same
Nobody yearning
No one to blame
Pretentious thoughts
Relentless smiles
Bloodthirsty thoughts
Sinless flesh defiled
                                                         ­       It hurts
Pointless meetings
Insipid friends
Effusive pretenders
Matching the trend
World keeps turning
Illusions are gone
Within the abyss
The demons belong
                                                          ­ I’m scared
Watching from the shadows
Eyes glazed with sweat and fear
Dripping with anticipation
The reckoning draws ever near
Every muscle turns into venom
Every nerve stabs at my chest
Every breath secretes a wanting
Every inch, every piece, possessed
                                             I want to go home
The darkness elicits it’s own revulsion as the ***** becomes one with the night.
Chaos bleeds its emancipation, as hysteria shrouds the light
Cold metal evokes a black compulsion, that thrives within a mask of desire
Salt water entices the sinister passion
Oozing dreadful love, dank and dire
                        Please. No. Please. No. Please.
A sweet sound fills every moment
Divinity within every touch
Lifetimes pass as stars are reborn
Delightful whimpers destroy the hush
                                               Please. I beg you.
Nothing’s real
Nothing’s fun
Same old morning
Same old sun
Lifeless morning
Worthless day
Deathly palour
Cold and grey
                                                            ­              ...
Written by
Gary Cuming
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   Anna-Marie Rose
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