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Blackwolf
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Just so you have more info , Val

In the Code :

Love = 146

Yet :

Love's Mirror + Separation = 641


Valeriyabeyond
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This is an old trilogy I wrote about ten years ago I have since recycled it so  some of you may recognize pieces of it

What's Left But Death

I was born of iniquity
the whoreson of
spurious joy
With romp and caper
I have macerated this interval between birth
and death

Using the remnants
of your agony to
keep them alive
to my advantage.
They chartered a
sinuous course of
myvery own
diabolical deeds.

Days upon days, I
sought to encounter
the one who cumbers
the barren land.

The silence forced my maniacal daft
I beg you take this
hoary one to the
villainous realm

There I will seek
pleasure from self
harm for what
Is left but death



Valeriyabeyond
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Torment

How long must I
beg for relief, relief
from this tired life
of woe ?

I am unheard
Why no answer?
Am I lowly as a worm
that my fate is such?

Surely even the
beetle,  crawling through the eye sockets of my rotting corpse,
would have his
desired fate

Yet,  where am I
but,  left to beg?
Oh hear my cry, hear
my anguish, through
the flames of affliction

All that is left is my blackened soul a
martyr for your
cause.

What more can I give
of this dreadful life
of mine ?

Tear out my tormented brain ingest my motives
for destruction deem
me worthy

Allow me
to end this life to
sleep forever in
darkness

Valeriyabeyond
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You Choose

A reply to my pleading
had been heard .
He was there, on
the surface long, lean knees awkwardly
bent .
His hooves gnarled
with an overpowering stench,  claws fizzing
like peroxide on a decaying wound.

A glowing,
dark ruddy hues
producing various
shades of a manifesting disease   at its lowest saturation

'Silence'
His voice , a thunderous echo splitting my head
the language
Indisernable causing
blood to leak from
my ears .

I felt his words
in my body racking
my bones collapsing
my veins

The corrupt odor of
decay venting from
his hole serrated fangs , fibers of flesh hanging
free
I felt him speak
through my pain

'Your hideous  deeds
have allowed you a
choice
The benefit of
remaining
a groveler that you
are with the added
feature of thriving off
the digested remains
of the corpse eating
beetle

Or, to eat of your own flesh and burn forever once consumed you
may start again
You choose

Sunwolfe1745
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Pain and Reality

Slap! Slap! Slap!
The blood pooling  
at my feet  
like an oil slick.
It slides down  
the small of my back
and through my ass crack
to dribble off my calves.
 
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sanguine fluid
is cast off
the leather flails
to cover the pristine walls
in a fine magenta spattering.
Like Jackson Pollock
dancing around  
the room
in a frenzy.
 
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The pain of reality  
so muted and faint
like feeling
anotherís experience.
The feelings inside
so much more intense  
than the crisscrossed  
tracks of my back.
 
Drip! Drip! Drip!
As I hit my knees
my head bowed  
as if at an altar
to no god in my life.
My essence flows
as the demon laughs
and the ache canít penetrate  
his unholy glamour
which enthralls me.
 
Drip! Drip! Drip!
Like the intermittent  
sound of icicles melting  
the last drops fall
from my ravaged back.
I sigh at the numbness  
that encases me
while my insides
burn so hot.
 
The self-inflicted  
physical pain
fails
me.

Bluevelvete
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Sunwolfe1745 said:Pain and Reality

Slap! Slap! Slap!
The blood pooling  
at my feet  
like an oil slick.
It slides down  
the small of my back
and through my ass crack
to dribble off my calves.
 
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The sanguine fluid
is cast off
the leather flails
to cover the pristine walls
in a fine magenta spattering.
Like Jackson Pollock
dancing around  
the room
in a frenzy.
 
Slap! Slap! Slap!
The pain of reality  
so muted and faint
like feeling
anotherís experience.
The feelings inside
so much more intense  
than the crisscrossed  
tracks of my back.
 
Drip! Drip! Drip!
As I hit my knees
my head bowed  
as if at an altar
to no god in my life.
My essence flows
as the demon laughs
and the ache canít penetrate  
his unholy glamour
which enthralls me.
 
Drip! Drip! Drip!
Like the intermittent  
sound of icicles melting  
the last drops fall
from my ravaged back.
I sigh at the numbness  
that encases me
while my insides
burn so hot.
 
The self-inflicted  
physical pain
fails
me.


wowie wow wow
I'm breathlessly reading again
daaaaaamn
x

Valeriyabeyond
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Red Velvet Corsette

The one at the altar,
held firm, within the
absence of sound.

Unavowed expressions stroked,  red letters
at the bottom, of a
birdcage.

Sounds of sodomy
awake the gilded bird.
Pin feather floats, conveyed into
obscurity.

Vague shadow of
the heretic,  words tumbled,  through
his mouth his body
frigid, in the heat
of a winters day.

Vocal cords numb,
from false  rejoice bucking his skull,
tossing his head

Sharpened tongue
slices his torso
Reaching,  
contorting to reach,  
his groin he
mumbles hideous incantations
spoken aloud for
the one concealing
the red velvet corsett beneath  her usual
habit

She shrieks "tighter heretic tighter"
Reaching for the
laces,  heretics eyes
begin to shimmer.

Overstimulated
beyond reason he
pulls corset strings
cutting into bone.

His voice eeks out
pitifully begging, for
more as she grinds
her stiletto, Into
his bare flesh.

Compare him to evil,
as he drools,  while panting like a
sickened dog.

The man at the
altar,  lights a
candle, for the
heretic.
Hear the church
bells
ring out.

As he ejaculates
the last bit of his
disgusting life
onto the red
velvet corset

A calloused smile
cracks his face
his groin swollen
and aching he
cries out for
forgiveness

Umm
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Miss_Sub said:Four pages while Iíve been at work? Good lawd.

Umm, I bloody loved this piece when you originally posted it. I remember reading it and being blown away. I think the italics add so much weight to your piece here adding that bit of emphasis. Itís soooo heavy in so few words. Bit of a master stroke, really.



Hearing that from you is amazing <3
Thank you Missy ☀️🌷

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Lonliness is Committed
To Me

Consecrate,
my loneliness by
the fireside, where harmony circles,
with the East wind,
over blackened seas
that roar,  for endless hours, upon days.  
 
Bury my lonely ways
in silence,  with
the sound of stillness,  
beneath carved
monoliths that bear
the philosophy
of my  youth.  
I need no one  
 
Let the gullible
sing my dirge, without emotion,  covered
in the robe of winter,
over gray grasses with sharp edges slicing
their needs when
they try to flee.  
 
I want to hear them blaspheme prayer
for the loss of my
once rooted hope,  
it's timid steps I
thought appeared
graceful now have
fallen upon open
wasteland  
 
Swallow me,
let me steep in
the smell of the
undying where pale
stars loose their
shine behind muted shades of a once
happy moon  
 
Rebirth me
like she is, solitary,
yet never lonely.  
I watch her descend
with evening over
ground where
solemn pine rots.
 
I will  overlook serenity and dream of that,
too soft downy skin  
I once touched.

Unite me with my
one wish that is to be alone yet never lonely.

adagio
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The dark has freed my shuttered mind
drawing me in like a moth to light
inspiring me to write my epitaph
with a taste of sacred fears
to salivate on your blue veins
with blackened stain of bloody smears
of lunacy and sharp shears
in my garb and fang sneers
the dark has freed my shuttered mind.

Valeriyabeyond
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adagio said:The dark has freed my shuttered mind
drawing me in like a moth to light
inspiring me to write my epitaph
with a taste of sacred fears
to salivate on your blue veins
with blackened stain of bloody smears
of lunacy and sharp shears
in my garb and fang sneers
the dark has freed my shuttered mind.


Nice one Adagio
Keep writing

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I spiral and fall
on my knees
bloody and broken
breathless
tortured pain
how it frees

clouded minds
clear
such wicked sear
of each rip
and tear

your lies I must bear








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Bluevelvete said:I spiral and fall
on my knees
bloody and broken
breathless
tortured pain
how it frees

clouded minds
clear
such wicked sear
of each rip
and tear

your lies I must bear

🖤🥀








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Valeriyabeyond said:

Ty
🙏 🌹 💜

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