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These dashing Olympian-like Prototypes wholly mesmerizing, Alike a dew drop on Poison Ivy; Peacock pinned, chiseled and Sewn. Enticing love and war always Seemed to inspire Some quiet riot that raves round me. Oblivious to the silence, enticed For a certain melody; All the headlights like Stars ,and onto a stage With golden glazed curtains. Racing the other cars Like a myth in my own mind. Like marbled marvels, Structured out of stone In grandiose paradises With a kind of palpable discord; Rife with morose sycophants And where diluted revolutionary zealots do roam. Lights hung like Christmas shine And dismiss us; Is it a blessing or A curse Falling thick, Like covenants? A generation of messed up youth, Sick and insane, Seeing through a meek screen; These gods among us, Mighty and lean.
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Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 2:34 AM UTC
Rapture
These dashing Olympian-like Prototypes wholly mesmerizing, Alike a dew drop on Poison Ivy; Peacock pinned, chiseled and Sewn. Enticing love and war always Seemed to inspire Some quiet riot that raves round me. Oblivious to the silence, enticed For a certain melody; All the headlights like Stars ,and onto a stage With golden glazed curtains. Racing the other cars Like a myth in my own mind. Like marbled marvels, Structured out of stone In grandiose paradises With a kind of palpable discord; Rife with morose sycophants And where diluted revolutionary zealots do roam. Lights hung like Christmas shine And dismiss us; Is it a blessing or A curse Falling thick, Like covenants? A generation of messed up youth, Sick and insane, Seeing through a meek screen; These gods among us, Mighty and lean.
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Jul 6, 2015
Jul 6, 2015 at 2:34 AM UTC
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