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Fuck o'clock

 
ache vomited it's pain  
inside my delicate rain  
& drained the skies of their pink blush  
 
murdered hope  
she lies dead in the street  
a phene's noose hangs  
from her pale, small throat  
 
asphyxia fucked her  
until the heaven's bled black  
 
my clock forever chimes six
it's the divining hour  
so within mysticism's eye  
i look inside  
 
a vision of what will be  
if I don't turn back  
from the tunneling vortex  
of self hate  
 
my moons turn to rust  
& fail to shine  
 
on the screaming sparrows  
of tomorrow's sobriety  
tormented inside the darkened rage  
 
swallowed by the void  
& held captive by my vice  
within a downward spiral  
they are consumed  
 
the flight out delayed  
temptation my Master  
in the wasteland of fuckery  
 
witness the deadly killer  
white powder blows westerly  
carrying legions of followers  
ghostly apparitions call my name  
 
i turn & see the fallen victim is me  
 
 
 
 
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Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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