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Grey in Rainbow Blood in capillaries Gasp, oxygen blood, turn blue. Regular beat, relief Racing car, Lightning McQueen Anxiety, rush in Aorta Dilute, soothe, disillusion. Greek gods, medusa´s eye Stone sculpture, eternal Laid bare, **** Draw me french. Hands, save thy dignity clutch the ***** oh my pearls roll over eyeballs, curses. Put a paper lantern over your eyes. Put your tinted glasses rose coloured view. Finger on the pulse trigger, don't shoot don't want 49 dead progress, fear strikes back. Hoot hoot the clock strikes 2.02. Rise up from your bed you winged sucker. Vampire, drink your fill no limit but 6. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 greetings Charon One coin to River Acheron. Oink oink little swine you are. Pigman, hold your cleaver. Pig blood, Carrie´s revenge. ****** red, sacrifice Jauhar Euphrosyne´s joy, Euphoria River Phlegethon, the path to Tartarus. Cocytus, bathe me in Lethe. Hypnos, spare me. Himeros, May it be Aporia, Limos, Hedone Meet Curae, Nosoi, Algea. Phobos, I am scared.
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Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 5:02 PM UTC
Blood of the Rainbow
Grey in Rainbow Blood in capillaries Gasp, oxygen blood, turn blue. Regular beat, relief Racing car, Lightning McQueen Anxiety, rush in Aorta Dilute, soothe, disillusion. Greek gods, medusa´s eye Stone sculpture, eternal Laid bare, **** Draw me french. Hands, save thy dignity clutch the ***** oh my pearls roll over eyeballs, curses. Put a paper lantern over your eyes. Put your tinted glasses rose coloured view. Finger on the pulse trigger, don't shoot don't want 49 dead progress, fear strikes back. Hoot hoot the clock strikes 2.02. Rise up from your bed you winged sucker. Vampire, drink your fill no limit but 6. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 greetings Charon One coin to River Acheron. Oink oink little swine you are. Pigman, hold your cleaver. Pig blood, Carrie´s revenge. ****** red, sacrifice Jauhar Euphrosyne´s joy, Euphoria River Phlegethon, the path to Tartarus. Cocytus, bathe me in Lethe. Hypnos, spare me. Himeros, May it be Aporia, Limos, Hedone Meet Curae, Nosoi, Algea. Phobos, I am scared.
This poem is about the fear of *** specifically gay *** The poem talks about how in different ways, *** is a thing that haunts and hurts him. From greedy pigs who just want *** to manipulative vampires who want to **** all life out of him. It also talks about how the shooting struck fear in him. The poem then uses refrences to the greek underworld to express his emotions.
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Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 5:02 PM UTC
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