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Under the watchful stares of the midnight skies
walking down the lonesome road in company of the stars
nOBODY knows my fears like my tears
we share a common bond formed not with loyalty
but we blend through blood and scars
our darkness is our solidarity
The night as our lover intimacy is our cover
my mind my weapon i spill blood like ink on paper
i stain my pain my intoxication is my inhaler
In fantasy i thrive like a commoner
Clothed in passionate desires
i am engaged to obsession my desire is my messaiah
drawn to oblivion i am lost in lust
none of the seraphs
nor the extraterrestrials
is as adavnaced not even technology
to decipher and reveal the unseen
my mind is a weapon and its loaded with beautiful sins
Arcassin B Oct 2014
By Arcassinburnham



Bottles and cigarettes,
No need to time to unsin,
**** pipes and regret,
Oh I'll never be this ****** up again,

Pass outs and hangovers,
So I write with that pen,
Loads of weight on my shoulders,
That I'll never be this ****** up again.
Never

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