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Sui Caedere
She welcome me maimed and mangle, a forgotten corpus
reeking of stale cigarettes and 80 proof.... pucker lines
stretch horizontality along wrist...misprints from a game
of freeze tag.. frozen on chocolate canvas as a reminder
of what gave birth to me... I Eccentric...
Here in the realm of never was, head bowed, sword thrust
deep within the carbonized remains of a forgotten me
spit from agonies austere womb on that dark night
these many moons ago..
When life mucus choked and gagged her cries
I ascended,consumed her scars and pains like
banners... etched my blood on life crude insignia..
Here at the altar of Erebus.. Her welcoming
smiles became a beacon I bathe in...
When the world asked for smiles she only asked that my leer
reached pass the ear to ear smile of the beautifully stain Joker...
It's here in this realm of never was where my opaque soul
was born again amongst this band of dark brethren ..
Where I Eccentric, takes my place, drinking from her
forsaken creeks under her glorious gloomy skies I
kneel before Erebus gates waiting to cast my all in her inferno
pits of never was.. Forever....
reeking of stale cigarettes and 80 proof.... pucker lines
stretch horizontality along wrist...misprints from a game
of freeze tag.. frozen on chocolate canvas as a reminder
of what gave birth to me... I Eccentric...
Here in the realm of never was, head bowed, sword thrust
deep within the carbonized remains of a forgotten me
spit from agonies austere womb on that dark night
these many moons ago..
When life mucus choked and gagged her cries
I ascended,consumed her scars and pains like
banners... etched my blood on life crude insignia..
Here at the altar of Erebus.. Her welcoming
smiles became a beacon I bathe in...
When the world asked for smiles she only asked that my leer
reached pass the ear to ear smile of the beautifully stain Joker...
It's here in this realm of never was where my opaque soul
was born again amongst this band of dark brethren ..
Where I Eccentric, takes my place, drinking from her
forsaken creeks under her glorious gloomy skies I
kneel before Erebus gates waiting to cast my all in her inferno
pits of never was.. Forever....
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