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I take the beauty from pain,
Revel in it's purity.
In this unfathomable ecstasy,
I cry.
The voice murmurs incoherently,
I feel it's piercing words.
A powerful thought seeded.
To Betray the ones you love,
To remain in this damned life.
A pugatory I deserve,
To never be saved from this limbo.
I continue with this beautiful pain,
Forever taking this hatred.
Never able to forgive.
Never wanting to forget.
Revel in it's purity.
In this unfathomable ecstasy,
I cry.
The voice murmurs incoherently,
I feel it's piercing words.
A powerful thought seeded.
To Betray the ones you love,
To remain in this damned life.
A pugatory I deserve,
To never be saved from this limbo.
I continue with this beautiful pain,
Forever taking this hatred.
Never able to forgive.
Never wanting to forget.
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No Name
I once knew a man named No Name
Who wanted to change it to rename
When he went to court
He was but to short
And he forgot to fill in his name
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Shades of Blue, Tears for You
Hazy blues fill my eyes. The bloom shimmers in front of me in the shaded light. How I longed to pluck it, but I didn't dare ruin its beauty. I had heard of a sacred flower, petals of velvety smooth, fragrance like ambrosia to the senses. It is fabled to take your memories if you touch it, imprinting it, keeping it for all eternity. The price for such a gift, the double edged sword, crux of it all, is you will lose those memories. Your mind will be a blank slate. No memories to treasure, trouble,to comfort you in your darkest hour. How I longed to caress the blossom, to immortalize my love for you. But in that same touch, in that same breat
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Stygian Efflorescence
The seed is planted, amongst the ash it lies,
The soil begs for rain.
Quixotic ideal cascades from the skies.
What blooms is no flower, but a haunting mirror of pain.
It flickers with life like fire.
From the core it erupts like hungry flame.
Tendrils break ground, seeping malevolent ire.
Hissing miasma unwinds.
Upon ardor and
requiem it builds its pyre.
To the amaranthine perdition it tethers, fetters, and binds.
The fuel it seeks, proclivity.
The catalyst, ambivalence within the mind.
A spark is lit, growing to undying enmity,
Blazing black with plight.
Fulminant is the sibylline sanity.
The blooming animus transmogrifies day to ni
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