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The world was stunned as the a Dark One fell, His legacy blooming like a black-petaled rose. The thorns pierced through the eyes of man, And the Devil cried with me. He showed the frozen skin of morals-- With gaping pride and ******* strength-- Adorned and caressed by machinery. And the Devil cried with me. There was babies in the barrel, And an alter upon the horns. ******** cries far-and-wide. And the Devil cried with me. Harmonics perching on twisted limbs, And darkness bursting from our chests, Our greatest nightmares echo His sinister sight... And the Devil cries with us.
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May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 3:45 AM UTC
And the Devil Cried With Me
After the dust had settled On that cold gray afternoon A whisper kissed the silent air An echo of past doom As I walked through the door Even in my youth I knew A hole burned in the floor Next to a crudely carved "Adieu" Still I feel her ghostly breath against my neck Still I feel the ever haunting lingering of death Still her shadow falls upon me gently in the night And even now I see her phantom flicker in the light The moon shines through my window Weaving spectral hallucinations Or has my sanity eroded From the pain of this devastation? My gift was her curse, in fact One so severe it claimed her life But then on quiet nights like these It feels like she's still here sometimes
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Feb 9, 2016
Feb 9, 2016 at 5:40 AM UTC
"Adieu"
We were once all agog for the journey of life Now just a mouse click leaves curiosity cured Nescience masquerading as artificial cognizance is rife Likes, follows, comments, thoughts and prayers lured A slayer of ambition gave birth to the lazy No will to work, no will to think, just click this link And complain all day about how your life is crazy Stare at the screen as if forgotten how to blink Welcome to Medusa's social media inc. Share every feeling that's on your mind Arachne's weaving web now interlinks A Giger painting has become mankind It's embarrassing It's depressing It's caressing It's inheriting The natural beauty that lies outside Left only viewed through filtered photos Language devolved into hieroglyphic emoji replies Tobler's ambition left reposed Curiosity and ambition subdued A final word Adieu
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Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 2:37 PM UTC
Erotomechanics VIII