Submissions by PunkyTone
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been writing ever since i picked up a pen i think poetry shouldnt be defined by any set standard if you can feel it think it then write it that it self is poetry ..
Groove Modulator
Groove Modulator..( War in the Heart ) Part 1.
( Original no edit may contain expletive’s oh fuck..)
The Groove modulator that pulls me closer to its source...
As i watch it weave and dance a destructive course..
Pounding out rhythms beating down in time..
As a million bloody images start to flood my mind..
Touching infinity and Turning a page..
Tasting divinity Burning with rage..
Poverty spills out on the world’s busy streets..
They hunger in desperation as we eat the choicest meats..
Hate in the suburbs becomes guns in...
( Original no edit may contain expletive’s oh fuck..)
The Groove modulator that pulls me closer to its source...
As i watch it weave and dance a destructive course..
Pounding out rhythms beating down in time..
As a million bloody images start to flood my mind..
Touching infinity and Turning a page..
Tasting divinity Burning with rage..
Poverty spills out on the world’s busy streets..
They hunger in desperation as we eat the choicest meats..
Hate in the suburbs becomes guns in...
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Cavitron
Cavitron...
words like a scapel..
cut deep but no blood is spilt..
only emotional scaring..
like a microtome..
your words slice through my brain..
and im opened up..
youre like a palliative..
soothing the symptons..
but the underlying disease remains..
cavitron..
slicing dicing paring me apart..
glide your blade across my heart..
cavitron..
eviscerate my soul..
as you delve deep into me..
excision as you took the heart from me..
cephalotrypesis..
i cut out the virus.. ...
words like a scapel..
cut deep but no blood is spilt..
only emotional scaring..
like a microtome..
your words slice through my brain..
and im opened up..
youre like a palliative..
soothing the symptons..
but the underlying disease remains..
cavitron..
slicing dicing paring me apart..
glide your blade across my heart..
cavitron..
eviscerate my soul..
as you delve deep into me..
excision as you took the heart from me..
cephalotrypesis..
i cut out the virus.. ...
#dark
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