Drunk on the eloquent silence,
induced by your stony stares.
Crying out with muted pain
as acidic rain pummels me
from your deceitful clouds.
Abstrusing yourslef from
the world was a feeble
attempt at fixing your
obfuscated shell, my dear.
---
For if only the screams of the
damned can soothe you, and only
the taste of the flesh can
console you in your self-induced
delirium, maybe you should
ascend the stairs of fate.
---
Tempt Eve with a blood-covered
cherry, and give her a knife to
commit a bittersweet suicide.
Banish sin in the world with
one fell swoop of the knife.
---
Let straightjackets of insanity
consume you, along with the
white padded walls of society.
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i like the vocabulary alot. i'm a fan of putting stuff in parts, so that's great too.
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