Zarsies 6030 Share Posted December 25, 2018 Because there is no beauty In the policeman’s duty To help the lifesquad pry your pallid corpse from your parents’ hands. Because like loose threads When the news spreads Others will unravel and create tangles of their own. Because there is no rest But agony coalesced In the black void you’ll fester in while the rest of us weep. Because the trauma you spawn Will never be gone And when Anubis weighs their hearts they will be found wanting; you. Don’t you ever dare Submit to despair For the pain is a delusion wrapped in delusions and there are reasons to live. But this is just an ode I thought I owed To the people who don’t realize madness cannot be defeated by logic and debate. Third installment. 1. 2. 16 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
xDK 512 Share Posted December 26, 2018 It’s good, not very Christmas like, but good nonetheless. I can spew bullshit too tho’, I call mine: We’re f*cked For there is beauty in the unforgiven souls roaming the world in search of unforgiving goals, wishing for peace, perks and power from the flower that is life in the simplest. Requests from the tree of harmony directly visits the weapons and armory, for war is designed to be; behind the maligned directions of all mankind. Thus ending the ever growing endeavors adventure sprung from a thought of an ever growing forever, planted in the enchanted sensation of a childs’ lost imagination. 1 Link to post Share on other sites More sharing options...
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