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Lullaby of Pain

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wasteland this heart

pumps acid

leaves nerves corroded, 

holes, sharp edges, 

broken glass surrounds this trench of feeling,

everything gets caught, 

collapses
torn and bleeding, 

goes no further than this shell of skin.



alone,

with rituals and prayer,

alchemies of fire & knife,

gods, chemical incantations,

desperate to touch, 
be touched, this shell of skin,

to fly, escape the desolation, 
trenches, walls,

this wasteland of my heart,



helpless in another’s history, 

endless in the mirror of my eye,

memories leak to
stain the vast snows of my arctic heart




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Waking
dawn claws at my eyes,
bleeds light from the window,
blurs a tree,
bony fingers scratching at clouds

I keep falling off thoughts,
thoughts without edges have no meaning,
and falling,
I melt into echo and shadow,
time past and present embrace in a macabre pas de deux,
evade the clutch of comprehension.
Written by rnabokov
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