Monotony broken.
My patience is tested.
The machinations of your mind
play an ugly quartet on my nerves.
My Organs begin to orchestrate a violent symphony
you dare not hear - the gallop of the army
which tears out its path through
my wretched lips
and gores
your
very
soul.
Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 9:33 AM UTC
Monotony broken.
My patience is tested.
The machinations of your mind
play an ugly quartet on my nerves.
My Organs begin to orchestrate a violent symphony
you dare not hear - the gallop of the army
which tears out its path through
my wretched lips
and gores
your
very
soul.
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