Machine_of_Undertow
male, 24 |
work is for rich people
stilly / usa
member since 17.09.2003
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the other side of the maelstrom
no longer veiled 'neath distilled lucid dreams
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the hive
serene, it speaks to me through
'atonement,'
held high on the wings of its sinner,
the phoenix
burning its familiar gaze in drawn out ambition
starring down
starring down
to the hive
to the core
swollen sore
that won't go away
an aching in the soul that's ripe decay
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a poem, a lament, a sorrow gone unheard at the sound of my name
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within in her his tainted seed (12:18th, the 4th the last one) |
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