Glorious wounding of the efficient decline
plugged into darkness
the catastrophic say ;

Cancel the cure
and let The Cancer mature
Rule only the Unruly
make Gangsters of us all

- ignite [tag signature]

Trojan Love


I’ve got the melancholy blues,
So keep your blue suede shoes,
For I don’t want to dance.


I’m in the mood of a tragic victim,
Going through a personal bereavement,
On the very last gasp of his awful life
And now is the time to kiss my forehead goodbye.


I hope and pray I have a better afterlife
And I hope it’s much shorter than my time on this Earth.
For a life time of Hell, I have endured.


I never did manage to find a cure,
To this black smoldering effigy I call my heart.
The solid stone prison, which keeps me trapped
And stops other people feeling this crap,
But stops me from feeling any happiness.


For my body is my temple and I worship at no altar,
For this temple is now in ruins and my faith has been shattered,
By this thing called love, which I have taken for granted,
For it is now a cryptic Aztec mystery which I cannot master.


And the barbed whip I crack,
Cannot tame this Trojan love,
That has crept into my heart and eaten away at my soul.


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i drank you
as my cure

when maybe the whole time
you have been the poison

open up
first sip
burning
its relaxing
i look out into
the dark night, it's cold
how did I get to this point again?
no, I don't care, i just take a loooong
sip, sip, sip, i like getting warmer it's
not as lonely. i recently read that drink
ing tea is a cure for loneliness because it
imitates human warmth, even though just
sip, siiip, for temporary time is'nt that just
pathetic? swallow, burn, warmth, rinse
siipp and repeat. cold air freezes, freesses
frees me! the bottle is my best friend and
sihps, now even my best friend is hollow
wat a shaym, sh amme, shame