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WANTON BULLETS tonight i have given up trees comfort me for now the light waves capture the tones of my tears tonight the pain of my mind is entertained by the old dried chewing gum patties on the ground i imagine a plucky child tossing the wad to the ground before his teacher catches him or perhaps a love struck siren preparing to kiss her sailor farewell tonight i don’t want to doubt a higher power and i do not want to believe in the wickedness of us tonight i stroll numbed to not smell the stench of misery misted by the atomizer of hypocrisy blowing from the Hall instead my tired eyes are drawn to the gentle softness of the dust lanterns pummelled by wanton bullets of pidgeon shit tonight i sit quietly accepting nothing and holding everything in my heart https://www.instagram.com/p/CvYs9_YLaHe/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

wanton bullets

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tonight i have given up
trees comfort me for now
the light waves capture the tones of my tears
tonight the pain of my mind is entertained by the old dried chewing gum patties on the ground
i imagine a plucky child tossing the wad to the ground before his teacher catches him
or perhaps a love struck siren
preparing to kiss her sailor farewell
tonight i don’t want to doubt a higher power and i do not want to believe in the wickedness of us
tonight i stroll numbed to not smell the stench of misery misted by the atomizer of hypocrisy blowing from the Hall
instead my tired eyes are drawn to the gentle softness of the dust lanterns pummelled by wanton bullets of pidgeon shit
tonight i sit quietly accepting nothing and holding everything in my heart

counter psalm

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chaos leads me to where they want

they make me sleep under shooting helicopters it guides me to lethal fire water

it vaporizes my soul it taunts  me through the bridges of emptiness for its master’s gain

against my will i crawl through the tunnels of the brothers of hell i too have bent to darkness because i have no choice its laws and regulations punish me

its servant prepares a toe tag for me among the million files of others fallen you judge my disease with disgust my blood dried on the tile flooring

judgement and prejudice flanks me till the day i die and eternity will find a way to erase me