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Grass Jutting Head Butting The dead Lie in bastions Abutting Fortifications Of the living Whilst angels Sing of blasphemy And the heavens cry bile Mans race To contaminate Space Look closely The esoteric Genetics Unseen In human DNA Confound Look back Behind Up towards An odyssey The collapse of a star Infinite and Beyond reach Obsolete The existence It once existed Thought extinct Human iris Cloned galaxies Clues to origins Erstwhile taboo Yet Twelve thousand dollars Shat Upon a woman's chest In jest Unjust While the Innocent hunger Pangs of the just The meek emanates truth And weeps degradation Upon the masses Bathing in its delight Soothing of its ecstasy Governments Capitulate peace Their pockets weighted of gold Precipitates hate Hate of me Hate Of you Entangles the psych Towards The precipice of war Bodies Upon Bodies Buried in forgotten pits Women wails Screams of banshees At the sight of death Revenge More death Consoling Conspiring Conjuring Retribution Rebellion Conflict Bloodshed Human suffering Destruction Suffers conglomerate Occupation Destruction Reconstruction Reconstructed thought Confirm into Neo-Society A ******* blight Upon Humanity
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Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 12:12 PM UTC
A Myriad Of Thoughts
I can hear the sound of your heart Beating viciously Against my chest Hard fast rhythmic beats I can sense the blood Pulsating your beautiful vein Ah so sweet The fear in your eyes Submits to fatal flaws conceit Escape futile As the thought That escapes your putrid little mind Dissipates upon air unseen You scream One last attempt at independence But you belong to me now Drink of my vanity Eat of my contempt Until your belly bloats Of my seed bursting at the seams Expelling a magnificence Never before seen And they My seed Shall feast upon your flesh Until dawn Manifest itself And consummates The last remaining memory of you For surely the sun shines bright Upon a new day I can still hear The sound of your heart Beating Viciously As it fades
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Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 10:57 AM UTC
The Sound of Your Heart
A rat roams ravaging for rations seeks shelter simmering from a summers storm amongst brush bruised and blushed he fuss and frets until the rain lets then scurries scuttle and skittles away into the darken day daintily dazed he manage his way through a mouse[y] maze and into a house through a crack he creeps cleverly concealed until a meal he seeks then out in the open he silently streaks towards a prize of cheese he see's just sitting atop a wooden plate waiting to be seized he rushes races radically forward redemption finally at hand and upon reaching the threshold of success his life ends with a loud bang without regret for rats you see it's all about chasing cheese
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Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 11:02 PM UTC
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