I've changed
my
mind
Usurp the g ra ve
Of morbid, dead, and dreary kind
Dust off the mind
And get the grade,
that scarlet letter
Now Maroon
Spread thin until the crust tears
an ever-gaping hole
Who's the mole?
Not I!
Not I! Yet
Maybe we:
The culprit, the predecessor
To the un-divine
Fight fire with fire
A lack of scarcity encompasses
The burning coal
And Burning Torch
Thrusted upon me with those beady eyes
And cracked dry lips—
Now lick!
Sin city looks so ordinary from above
In daylight, demons cannot hide
So they show themselves in plain sight, cracking. Ugly.
Oh so ugly.
Fuck your cake
Ill eat it thru;
Tired, angry, blood ice blue
Ill do it all
And do it well
laugh it down:
Swallowed pill, a benadryl
Canyon portal to incessant Hell
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Author:
maydanae (
Online) - Published: October 5th, 2026 14:53
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