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Your fingers are lodged in my hair as you drag my face across this pile of garbage over and over again. You nail me to this spot and use me and use me and use me and use me until my face has sunken in. I leave scrambling for anything that will wash away the trash that you’ve pounded into my head. I’m here when I’m gone, gone when I’m here, twisting in the sheets and melting into nothing. Machinations of your ego parade all around you; products of your abuse. You pull the strings, toy with my corpse. You have your filthy hands shoved down my throat. I have been dead for years.
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Difficult Personality
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Cold, dead eyes bathe in false light. How do I taste? Do I stick in your throat? Am I making you choke? Cold, dead soul. Heartless black hole. How do I taste? Do I stick in your throat? Am I making you choke? Your humanity is dismissed and locked away. In these parts, your tongue becomes your noose. Bend your knee and show them your neck. Piss at their feet while you grovel and beg. This whole place makes my stomach turn: a nest of vipers with their fangs torn out. I’ll wear this red letter like a crown. I’ll watch your smile squirm upon your face. Not one of your flock. Not one of you.
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Illusory
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The secret words are buried deep, our minds trapped in panes of glass. A basin roiling with nightmares; omens of doom swirl within the water. Dreams, hearts, and hopes bought and sold; our lives split open and weighed. Thousands lashed to the yolk of passing grief. Millions given over to fleeting shadows in the whorls. Entranced by the specter of death, swept into rivers of suffering. Sorcerers weaving webs spun from gold - they loom ever clutching for more. Lured by the scent of despair, Thirsting for the ichor of judgment, you’ve played right into their grasp, snared by hands you cannot see. You’ve sewn the cloth around your eyes. The world outside crumbles as you squabble. Now is the hour of your undoing. Voices entwine, “All is lost, all is lost.” Your blindness has sealed your fate.
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