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Days Course by

Night palls wonder envies

To be shun by sun, engulfing the radient skies,

With days do pains drift away

Yes, tonight it hurts out yet tomorrow tis scars



Days Course by

My tears lie dry

Heart held heavy, weighed down of gold,

Frail is the interior, corroding a rust,



Days Course by

I hung my head down low, ever so low,

Down below, lucifer grins a smirk,

Glarring at him eyes ripped open

No telling if ill ever be found

lost in the lock of a mad mans whispers

I craddle the damed and begin to cry



Days Course by

Begin to ponder

The beat of the throb, does it thunder

with a click and a snap life is all gone

like a leaf in the ruff, all crunched up

To wither the mystic winds in wonderment



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When you paced a muck among my agony did you struck. A strum of melody of that luck. With which you took of my undieng depression. Will I forgive you is my compulsion. You stained my soul. The pits of confession. Truth is my dearest friend. My grudge is obsession. That drives my wims to hear your breath. Scream the misery that I wept. You heartless fool will I show you now. The wrath of an undieng man. The pain of life is what its kept.

I laugh at your palm that is raised the victor. But times have changed. Cant you see? I can still breathe. So, vast in the showers of your glory. I can almost garuntee. Next time we meet. Will you shiver in the perils of delight. Of that my grimly grim grin. That ails you of a fright.

Tear drops bleed a course down south. Placidity of a vacant begging heart. Yearning of the wisdom we call life. Could you hear the echoas of the mans chambered pains? Trapt in the splash of each tear drop. Bursting a seperate grieving dream. Yes, with every watery bound tear empending his memory of regret. Regret of his cataclysmic malice.

I whimper alone in this lonesome, forever beckoning why. Chambered in this labrynth of a nightmare to crust up in this flame of a world to incenerate in ash. Always must I be an ant to be mutalated and tormented by this god in thus the agonizing kuch of distruction? Never to dissapoint the death poll tick tocks every second.

Each second awaiting my grimly arrival.

Everything seeming so pointless. Undressing life. Its just a nude bitch with nothing to stare at but a bland corpse. Making the best of it was what is told. But making the best of what? A corprate corruption we call economy. For now I pace and wait for a damnation of some sort or terrorising apacolypse. So we can all understand the addiction of liberty,peace, and the persuit of happiness. I've see...n too much corruption, poverty, helplessness. Growed tired of it. Just because theres people out there wanting to become somebody does not mean we can step on those that cant control it. End world power. End envy and greed. Lust is not a must. People should be fat and not be picked on. Relegion should shut up and deal with this Earth the way it was. Religion free. It was only us humans that made this global pandemic that started all of this bloodshed. Accept the fact were all flawd. That we aren't all the same color and deal with it. When were dead we all bloat and decay a green sticky shade of gang green among our skin. Maybe thats it? Death is equality. If only we could it all without bloodshed or crushing someones hopes and prosperities. Why cant we see when someones in need to help. A homless man bleeding from his left ear begging for money as we all pass by. Or him ripping on people for cash. Dispicable. If I ever meet whomever or whatever created this Earth I would ask him if were all just a toy. Why is half this fucking world suffering from depression? I wish I could pain to the point of death so no one could ever feel this emotion. Why must this world run on voilence. You think its cool? You want to kill? Do us a favor and shoot yourself. Your staining someones sould when you hurt them. Get over yourself your nothing. There is absolulty anything that would change that. So get along with the person to your left and right. Smile more. Everyone shoud smile more. Smile because you can. Its easy to give in. Smile and ignore this world. Ignore it with a passion.

Everyday that passes by

I want to brake down just to cry

To cry away my prieng soul to take

Would forever erase my pains today

Why must I feel this way is mine to ponder

... This world I cannot faulter

day by day the noose vicens its mighty grip

Come the day will I parish

For bitter envy do I gaze

My voice that escapes this pale world

To drift in the winds would be mystiful

But misery and agony stare at my bieng

Thats embedded in the warmth of vains

To die is not whom I wish

For happiness and purpose is my desire

One day

Someday

I will meet death

And I will beg

No

Plea

To evade me

So all along will it find me

whatever forever

can it save me.

Every breath inhaled. Pulverised a cold breathless fist against my bleeding lungs. Hands dripped against the sides of helpless drowining eclipse. Knees engreaved of this caselvania known as defeat. Quivering fingers gripping a taste my palm. Terrorized of this exasperation. Imperfection barreled of the chamber that beheld my scrutanize eyes awaiting departure.

"No!" I screech. Stagge...ring to my fragile feet.

I will not give in to this ambience! Crunching my placid lips. The imperfection now judging the tire crude hide. Eyes locked of the failed vivation of palms. " Why do you persist to constantly fail me? Why must you conquer my aspirations. Rejection must you brethel." Lifting my chin held heavy."For once this doomed scrye brushed a glimpse of warmth." Contemplating the hallowness of the room. The haunting tides of emptyness.

A broad grin pressed my lips. Gazing the outside beauty. Upon the blood trail that was ceased death of tht the sun. Would it pulse a swarm of unknowing illumination. Each to the beat of their own radiated with much beauty; another object would seem to have risen to the thrown of the center of its kind, but this would differ in the radical change of the brightness. Yes, this seemed to control much of everything. This time it was to its rightous power for it was waxing a blessed curvature bow. How glum did it aspire.

There is a reason words like failure and success divide between the lips. Not everyone cuts through the bitterness of accomplishments because it's such a so slow process but seems as though many simply release their clutch drifting threw the snow. Dreams decay away and your words of high expectations become another hymn in the lullaby of gusts and winds. The beauty in the art of failure.

Hate will only drive us to the brink of descecration and seperation. In the end of the ordeal. Hate will be overshuned by the haven of prosperity. The greatest hatred will be forbidden and set an example of thus preventing any further possibility humanity has upheld its heart craiped sleeve. After all the worlds most formidible darkness cannot shield itself of an only speck that embers. Forgive to forget its been said. Easier said than done. This worlds composed of vast hardships and stupidity. Kind of hard to forgive but the on going cycle of hate will continue and I refuse to take part. Even though its hard to forgive I must. So this trend can end.

Like a river flows so does my blood for you my loving cryptic bypassaway. Darling love honor my unforgiving hands with the brace of your majestic beauty that condems my own. For a brush or whimf is enough to revitalize all i’ve been yearning for, the rejuvenation of life. Yet you walk the plank away from my ship. In wonderment you jump, in the depths of abyss with I hung of love. Trenched in the e...mpty cracks as the fallen angel that beheld gods empathy; so do I hung to life from a thread noosed around my neck as all strangles a seeping vice grip through my damnation of a vesicle. Trapped in the dwindle of weoing heartache. Grinding in distraught, eyes winced sour, fighting this wretched beast of pain. On the versitle of the braking edge.

Whered you go? Wheres your heart lieng? Pity though est amongst fools. Now a triumph death did I fight. Drowned in the cease pool of cauces affiction. Swinging my arms of the breaths whom you took me away. Evading the dejavues memories that bestow my head a crown. Laced within the detachments of my vacant brain. Destroyed by the chaotic emotions I linger. Stagnant swaying. Head hung down low. Hovering above yet very below. Fingers drip down with defeat. The time I awaisted chasing you. Thy ist love be sought for true love prevails amongst my thoughts. Tonight was the apocalypse of us for in near future well ith be a corpse. To stare upon the grave of what was used to be. Punished by the reminder of death that read for the best. Lieng here in this cryptonic vessel; skin and bones with a broken grin stamped upon my decelerate face. Awaiting your arrival. Awaiting your embrace.