My rustic heart, desolating my carcass,
Dissolution of Hatred, denying my progress,
Laughter is slaughter, sadness is one ***** of a daughter,
Creation is a lie, the falsehoods of trust falter,
The breach of truth and likeliness,
Turn my insides and cause wretchedness,
I am everything in this world that is wrong
My Rome is burning while I fiddle my song
To my Heart that is an abattoir,
of memories and weak emotion thus far,
I **** you to the bowels of the abyss,
I will be rid of you so I can be rid of this.
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 12:09 AM UTC
My rustic heart, desolating my carcass,
Dissolution of Hatred, denying my progress,
Laughter is slaughter, sadness is one ***** of a daughter,
Creation is a lie, the falsehoods of trust falter,
The breach of truth and likeliness,
Turn my insides and cause wretchedness,
I am everything in this world that is wrong
My Rome is burning while I fiddle my song
To my Heart that is an abattoir,
of memories and weak emotion thus far,
I **** you to the bowels of the abyss,
I will be rid of you so I can be rid of this.
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