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Crushed the glass,
red velvet rivers,
flows on hand.
Dripping embers red,
flowing silenty still,
glued to contures.
Hardened black,
crusted flakes,
crumbling,
silently falling.
Blown by winds,
softly i fall,
return to be,
the end of all.
Breaking shadows,
bursting through incandescent lights,
harried fourth,
haught unto pious might.
Cancerous effigy,
consuming all form and thought,
abruptly judged,
ardently scrutinized by all for naught.
Dais pulpit,
detached from holy reverence,
scorned angelic,
blasphemous full of violence.
Upraised limbs,
misconception guise of reason,
broken facade,
tis the bleeding season.
Can you hear with me?
the cries, the screams, the pleading?
Listen.
Can you see with me?
The depravity, the pain, the disease?
Look.
Can you feel with me?
the withered, the broken , the dead?
Touch.
Can you sample with me?
the spoiled, the decayed, the perished?
Taste.
Can you breathe with me?
the putrid, the rotting, the noxious?
Smell.
Severe-
"Show me your wrongs", I do pry,
my whip tastes your flesh, over your cries.
Extreme-
"Look your body", bloodied and torn,
there's more to come, till I'm worn.
Strict-
"Speaketh me not", feeble leech,
feel my wrath, for it will teach.
Cruel-
"Hark my laughter", smiles and glee,
pitiful creature, crawling towards me.
Unforgiving-
"Away from me", human trash,
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The kiss has died,
the tongue lies baron,
Empty.
The mouth has silenced,
the lips sown shut,
Taste me, empty.
The vision has darkened,
the cataracts do cover,
Empty.
The sight has vanished,
the orbs of blackness,
See me, empty.
The sound has abated,
the laughter shattered,
Empty.
The hearing has ceased,
the forgotten loving words,
Hear me, empty
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Torn open,
crimson skies,
razor winds,
screams fall.
Deeper driven,
sinew cut,
eyes averted,
breath exhaled.
Bleeding out,
darkened river,
flowing yonder,
silence all.
Numb sensation,
cold heart,
greying skin,
final thought.
Eyes closing,
memory jars,
last seconds,
dying art.
Etched
these words upon the heart
carved with the love
these precious letters
Life's blood.
Forgotten
once held so high
bright as the new days dawn
buried deep within
Pumping still.
Covered
these sands of time
engulfing one and all
these images unearthed
Lain waste.
Desperate
the soul screams out
pleading selflessly alone
to the endless night
Hurting anew.
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The Forgotten hands,
ghosts are grabbing,
the soul of man.
The invisible caress,
tears through air,
the emptiness attests.
The frozen eyes,
glare forever yonder,
the heart denies.
The darkened stare,
blind to all,
the wretched despair.
The venomous lips,
velvet to touch,
enthralled and bewitched.
The abysmal kiss,
unbeknown to one,
the serpent's hiss.
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Was it the dream?
to believe, in all we could be,
happiness, fulfilled,
Imagined!
Was it the moment?
we both felt, all was ours,
together, intimate,
Lost!
Was it the word?
engraved in our souls, to become,
whispers, hushed,
Empty!
Was it the guise?
under all pretense, the laughter,
together, one,
False!
Was it the pain?
tearing both hearts, never to repair,
crying, screaming,
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