Over-analytical psychosis,
epidemic of trapped minds; kill or be killed,
impaired focus,
intruded skies, whilst walking blindly through the shattered dreams of higher searching,
solace in violence, guided by the mishaps, governed by the lethal intellect's; school of drunken thoughtless,
castrated, ruptured beings; roam freely, fiendishly... salvaging villages of blood diamonds and riches, to ornament the silver linings of their inner findings; (breathing in; breathing out) death lust,
loosley bindings, tight nit embodiments, makes way for the fresh" rottenness, to trial one's growing suspicions; bile refermentation; building nations upon nations ,
self inflicted-Armageddon,
maybe it's just a false burning flag, on the hungry-parched dying patriotic grass,
in strength of demise, the mental caging in, total incineration, augments immense paradise-like habituaitions, causing the genocide of cells of which vanishes in the memory of ones last experiential seeing,
time is man-made,
man is the machine,
know the sequence,
inside the metal box.
- Author: Zapatron (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 16th, 2019 01:56
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 53
Comments1
Ooh I shall have to return to this when having bit more time, and *finds out dictionary too* probably!
Thanks for the read
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