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I'm melting Icicles crashing snow fashioned animals melting from beneath melting this ice carousel ******* breaking cant you hear hear me I shall hibernate in the eyes of winter. Torpor in the wake of fall. Crucify the image i made of you Mount corpus delecti Ensconce The carcass on my ceiling wall I’m reminded now of that creature when i sleep or i wake I need this stone of guilt wound around my vertebrae So it hangs so it hangs so it sways with the weather vane So it hangs so it hangs So it slowly brings feelings again We need this Contrition On the roof of our eyelids To the struts of our mouth guilt through your body infest Every nook and cranny I crush all these blown glass animals. They all try and creep to my brain hiding in the amygdala Take shards of them Ingest them Carve your likeness in my arms No beat can hit me hard enough No stone breaking bones could slough How this carnival creature menagerie Has destroyed all my self conscious stockpile Esteem was a book that sold millions of copies and mine burnt up The firemen. Came and disintegrate the pages in a pile a mass grave of individual triumph Carousels destroy childhood Holding hands destroys manhood Just when you think you can finally stomach the ride Those fingers course up your arm down your throat and pull out your insides
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Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 1:16 PM UTC
In the Pupil of Winter, In the Iris of Fall
I'm melting Icicles crashing snow fashioned animals melting from beneath melting this ice carousel ******* breaking cant you hear hear me I shall hibernate in the eyes of winter. Torpor in the wake of fall. Crucify the image i made of you Mount corpus delecti Ensconce The carcass on my ceiling wall I’m reminded now of that creature when i sleep or i wake I need this stone of guilt wound around my vertebrae So it hangs so it hangs so it sways with the weather vane So it hangs so it hangs So it slowly brings feelings again We need this Contrition On the roof of our eyelids To the struts of our mouth guilt through your body infest Every nook and cranny I crush all these blown glass animals. They all try and creep to my brain hiding in the amygdala Take shards of them Ingest them Carve your likeness in my arms No beat can hit me hard enough No stone breaking bones could slough How this carnival creature menagerie Has destroyed all my self conscious stockpile Esteem was a book that sold millions of copies and mine burnt up The firemen. Came and disintegrate the pages in a pile a mass grave of individual triumph Carousels destroy childhood Holding hands destroys manhood Just when you think you can finally stomach the ride Those fingers course up your arm down your throat and pull out your insides
Wrote alot about guilt.
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Lendonpartain
32/Non-binary/American
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 1:16 PM UTC
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