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darkness is my name

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ClearmindedVillain
Twisted Dreamer
United States
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Leave The Hallway Light On

Mother please leave that light on.
Especially if I’m going to put myself to sleep alone.
Brave there was no sign of sleep.
Like a bird with broken wings forced to fly.
Out I would have never known.
In the company of the imaginary ghost and monsters me all alone.
Sometimes sleep became two or three times of painful waking.
A little monster in the making.
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ClearmindedVillain
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Darksun82
Thought Provoker
Australia
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Dark Flyer

Dark black rubber skin no face were face may lay wings stretched out black as the night sky.
Hunched lanky body ticklish fingers wicked devilish horns on its head if this devil comes in the night you certainly received a fright.
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Darksun82
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Apple cyanide

We shed our skin like the snakes Within us forever biting the apple its cyanide hold inside all .
We cruel and slither down our own empty Hallways the houses have been ransacked our libraries been burnt.
Our fair Maidens bound in bondage remained unsaved to please the genital mind .
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Darksun82
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Again & Again

The faceless things are back again scratches down my back again.

Pick me up in my dreams again and toss me in the pit again.

I wake again.
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Darksun82
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Dark bedroom

A beam of light comes through my window in the dead of night I get dragged from my bed full of fright i see the stars above me has i rise above the trees .    
     
I open my eyes to see humans examining on me no more can i move or scream.
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snugglebuck
Dangerous Mind
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Ode, To My Baby Brother

I’m weary of your anger

I’m tired of your lament

Offended by everyone

No one escapes your judgment

You’ve grown into a cynic

With a dark depressing soul

Once you were a baby

Whose mother loved you so

Your heart has become so hard

Your mind is so shallow

I must move away

From the darkness of your shadow
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wallyroo92
Fire of Insight
United States
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This Child’s Disgrace

A little boy is weeping,
On the cathedral steps on Saturday
He’s crying because his mom is dying,
While his father is getting married today.
He sobs with deep an ache in his heart,
Building up courage to enter the church,
To tell the priest to stop the ceremony
He has come to the end of his search.
And the little boy's  clothes,
Were dirty, tattered and torn,
Walking barefoot scared to meet,
The father he never met since he was born.
And as preacher asked if anyone would oppose,
To this marriage taking place,
The little boy walked up the long isle,
With tears streaming down his face.
“Daddy” said the child, with trembling voice,
“Daddy we need to you today,
Mommy is sick and she needs medicine,
To help her feel better some way”
And the guests in utter shock,
In disbelief of this taking place,
Whisper amidst each other,
Criticizing this child’s disgrace.
The bride looked at her groom,
Asking if this iss true, he begins to nod,
“I've never seen this boy,” his father said,
Denying his son in the house of God.
“Daddy don’t you recognize me,
Don’t I resemble you in some way,
Look at my eyes and tell me,
Don’t I look like you in some way”
But all the groom could do,
Is turn his back and face the altar,
Closing his eyes and sighing,
Today his composure did not falter.
The boy is dragged out of the sanctuary,
As he cries with a deep hurt in his soul,
He told the truth and no one believed him,
There is nothing that would console.
And as the church door closes,
He leans against the doors yelling,
“I am your son and you are my father”
Over and over, the truth he kept telling.
His strength begins to fade away,
As he walks back to his mother’s side,
In a small town, hungry and alone
With his spirit broken and name denied.
His mother’s illness has taken its toll,
All he did was spend the rest of the day,
Holding her hand as they both fall asleep,
Waiting for the hurt to go away.

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drone
Dangerous Mind
Greece
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Why do you need
to see
whats behind the door
are the words
i love you
not enough
any more
why do you insist
on looking
behind the scenes
when you know
what you will find
will not be me
yet you hope and pray
that i will change
while wishfull thinking
becomes your cage
as you lay
on your barron bed
of dispair
believeing
one day i will care

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nightbirdblue
Fire of Insight
United States
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Schizophrenia


She’s a liar with a mask
And every time that you ask
She replies, “I’m okay,
Never one to complain”

But every night can’t close her eyes
Collapsing over all her lies
And every morning her cheeks are wet
The salty sting of her regrets

Can’t find the strength to voice her sickness
Less she get in line with all the victims
Countless times she stifles pain
Her lifeless efforts go in vain

Quiet tears pour from her eyes
Each tear a voice to match her lies
Tortured nightmare that she breathes
In a world sick with disease

For now she’ll wear her mask of lies
Along with an unconvincing smile
Postpone the callings of her heart
One day soon, she will fall apart

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nightbirdblue
Fire of Insight
United States
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Deja Vu


deja vu: I see you  
glinting  
from the corner  
of my eye  
shadows electrify  
ignite  
memories  
 
recollections flutter by  
as I’m  
wandering  
through space and time  
 
I’m swept away...  
 
scenes are dripping  
vacant eyes are peering  
cautious and leery  
at painted canvas  
 
stained  
reminiscence stings  
spilling into me  
grasping at  
imaginations  
hieroglyphics of  
impermanence  
 
metaphysics  
I wonder at  
your meaning  
 
dreaming  
repetitious screaming  
as a blade  
presses into skin  
splits  
peeling open  
crimson beading  
 
I awake  
but can’t escape  
this haunting feeling  
bleeding  
damaged  
I’ve breached capacity  
 
silenced...  
 
traveling offender  
hindered  
my psyche falters  
relive it all for  
an addiction  
daunting  
calling its puppeteer  
 
and so it is  
as I feared  
a fervent fever burns  
internal taunting  
eternally concealed  
 
suicide:
please beseech me  
 
I am in need...  
 
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Darksun82
Thought Provoker
Australia
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The Afternoon

Shotgun and Pistols all cleaned got a bag of speed  to get the go going god damn this shit at least I got cheap whiskey to wash it down with has the foul taste drip down the back of my throat .  
Slam back against my leather lounge i just remembered i got my copy of Fascist  Sadism yesterday in the post the Newsagency  wouldn't stock this shit but it is only Vol:1 it looks like a good read shit getting the head rushers again lean forward my head in my hands ride them out .  
Anyways I  got to plan out the money im going to "borrow" on Friday my last pay check was on Wednesday got terminated and there was no back pay to be had fuck what am i going to do if this doesn't pay off it looks like a kiss from a pistol but I hope I don't fail.
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Darksun82
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The Afternoon ( part 2 )

5 lines of speed fully charged ready to barge in pistol in holster shotgun in both hands Balaclava on my face it time to withdraw money from this place.
This is it time to think quick gun shots ring out everyone hits the ground .
Give me the cash i have to dash i got a plane to catch .
I get out the door hear the roar a bullet puts me on the floor .
Green and red spills on the pavement.
 
 
 
 
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Darksun82
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The summer school ended

Me and my mates sitting around in a tiny kitchen at the round table in a 3rd Floor apartment hitting some whiskey and punching some bongs.  
An E slides longer table knock it back with whiskey and punch a cone feeling pretty good now the old guy in the bed room having a date with a needle he  introduced my mates to crystal they didn't know that was a bad idea at the time .  
The family across the hall had no idea that there apartment was going to get ransacked in a months time its a  drug crime.  
Later on they sed that the girls are coming over they turn up and preceded to give up there bodys for the valuable crystal its really fucking sad when you went to high school with them and here they are fucking a man in late 40 for some drugs so i got the fuck out of there quick feeling like shit fuck that im Never Going Back .
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gazellemon
Bradley J
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United States
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Let_Me_Go - instrumental by Mors

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