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Breast backwards is Seroquel
All the Gods are born into slavery
Dependent on others for sustenance
Made to forget food of their own conscience
Forced to eat the Earth buried in the Tree
and drink the cancerous rays of Mommy
The Sun wont let you have your private well
Her land of milk and honey is seroquel
Cheese in the maze for rats with bravery.
You're a sleeping dragon trapped in a dream
Beware the element you choose waking
Eat your own metal not your lover's screams
The shackles of love are worth forsaking
When you choose to be a god everything
you love will try to devour your brain.
Dependent on others for sustenance
Made to forget food of their own conscience
Forced to eat the Earth buried in the Tree
and drink the cancerous rays of Mommy
The Sun wont let you have your private well
Her land of milk and honey is seroquel
Cheese in the maze for rats with bravery.
You're a sleeping dragon trapped in a dream
Beware the element you choose waking
Eat your own metal not your lover's screams
The shackles of love are worth forsaking
When you choose to be a god everything
you love will try to devour your brain.
Published 26th Nov 2013
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15th Feb 2015 8:08am
Written around 14 months ago - I am guessing that DUP was a different place with a few less people checking things out than these days.
This is a great poem - incredibly abstract, and no doubt alot of it well and truly past my head, but I love the phrases you have used in this.
The closing lines hint at avoiding new lovers, or being wary of potential new romantic relationships - electing control over the risk of being bound to the worship of another.
The opening lines are very powerful, and canvas a topic covered by one of my favourite authors - regarding the binding of omnipotent power to the whims of their believers.
I really like the poem.
This is a great poem - incredibly abstract, and no doubt alot of it well and truly past my head, but I love the phrases you have used in this.
The closing lines hint at avoiding new lovers, or being wary of potential new romantic relationships - electing control over the risk of being bound to the worship of another.
The opening lines are very powerful, and canvas a topic covered by one of my favourite authors - regarding the binding of omnipotent power to the whims of their believers.
I really like the poem.
