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Doctrine of Dependency
Duct tape smells so fucking clinical
The soles of leather shoes, the rubber on the inside of a tennis ball
Singular potency's of chemical sanitation
It's weave like a bandage leaves red checkers on my face
To blend with each new scratch purposefully placed
Stroke the beard of age before shaving the skin from my flesh
Hair still growing, mind numb, thoughts stopping
Dreaming, senseless and maddening
Rub my eyes with my sleeve, the blood from exposed wounds stains my features
Let me bleed as the fraudulent statues of martyred falsified saints
Do you see...
The soles of leather shoes, the rubber on the inside of a tennis ball
Singular potency's of chemical sanitation
It's weave like a bandage leaves red checkers on my face
To blend with each new scratch purposefully placed
Stroke the beard of age before shaving the skin from my flesh
Hair still growing, mind numb, thoughts stopping
Dreaming, senseless and maddening
Rub my eyes with my sleeve, the blood from exposed wounds stains my features
Let me bleed as the fraudulent statues of martyred falsified saints
Do you see...
#dark
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I am not okay
I am not okay
lying and lying to what little is left
pretending
that im not being chewed up
and eaten away
It is a struggle
Life, is a struggle
And this stranglers no stranger
I know him well enough
well
Enough to let him break through
And although Im cracking
And I want to bleed or cry
I know Im just not going to
Im never going to
And for the life of me
I cannot figure out why
lying and lying to what little is left
pretending
that im not being chewed up
and eaten away
It is a struggle
Life, is a struggle
And this stranglers no stranger
I know him well enough
well
Enough to let him break through
And although Im cracking
And I want to bleed or cry
I know Im just not going to
Im never going to
And for the life of me
I cannot figure out why
#soldiers
#birth
#teens #romantic
#teens #romantic
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How the day ends today
Today she gets up,
She dose her morning routine,
She gets ready for the day,
She wont look in the mirror,
She puts on long sleeves then jeans,
Her hat goes next after running a brush through her hair,
When she gets to school she sits alone,
She sees the guy she likes pass by not noticing her,
People laugh and bully her tell her to fucking kill herself!!,
This girl cries herself to sleep,
She stays quiet not wanting another beating,
No matter the pain she still lives on,
When she gets home she grabs the blade,
One cut for the pain,
Two...
She dose her morning routine,
She gets ready for the day,
She wont look in the mirror,
She puts on long sleeves then jeans,
Her hat goes next after running a brush through her hair,
When she gets to school she sits alone,
She sees the guy she likes pass by not noticing her,
People laugh and bully her tell her to fucking kill herself!!,
This girl cries herself to sleep,
She stays quiet not wanting another beating,
No matter the pain she still lives on,
When she gets home she grabs the blade,
One cut for the pain,
Two...
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Bleed Just To Know Your Alive
a comp entry*
Things worth looking for
are certainly worth gaining
But i'm not looking for love or riches
I'm in search of some pain
I casually start with my arms
The usual place of my self harm
The tip of the blade digs deep
Alas no reaction not even a peep
The blood rolls down as I move on
Surely I must feel it in my legs
I run the blade over my thighs
But the stinging only subsides
The frustration is unbearable
Have i succumb to such numbness
That I no longer feel any pain?
This depression...
Things worth looking for
are certainly worth gaining
But i'm not looking for love or riches
I'm in search of some pain
I casually start with my arms
The usual place of my self harm
The tip of the blade digs deep
Alas no reaction not even a peep
The blood rolls down as I move on
Surely I must feel it in my legs
I run the blade over my thighs
But the stinging only subsides
The frustration is unbearable
Have i succumb to such numbness
That I no longer feel any pain?
This depression...
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Aaliya (for comp first trophy)
Come back to me, can you feel me?
The cries of Missy Elliot, your fans miss you
more
Romeo must die, I tought he did
So why did you go too?
Beautiful queen, why did you get damned by
death?
Detroit felt the death toll, you were more than a
million
The rise of a star, the galaxies were jealous
Nature thought it wise to end you
Bahamas opted to be the cemetary
Why? When did a tourist turn a killer
Timber wasn't scarce back in your land
So why the catafalques in after rock the boat?
Timberland got the jibe of his life
Incredulous,...
The cries of Missy Elliot, your fans miss you
more
Romeo must die, I tought he did
So why did you go too?
Beautiful queen, why did you get damned by
death?
Detroit felt the death toll, you were more than a
million
The rise of a star, the galaxies were jealous
Nature thought it wise to end you
Bahamas opted to be the cemetary
Why? When did a tourist turn a killer
Timber wasn't scarce back in your land
So why the catafalques in after rock the boat?
Timberland got the jibe of his life
Incredulous,...
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My Last Breath
old comp entry*
The clock is ticking away along with my heartbeat
Tick tock, Tick tock, bleeding out with every tick from the clock
Time is running out and there’s no way I can retreat
Realizing that my time has come, I can’t get over the shock
Each second, another beat brings me closer to death
Frantically lying on the tile floor, as the warmth slowly fades
The final scene in this performance, more tragic than Macbeth
The thought of my loved ones rushes my mind and invades
Who is going to have the misfortune to discover...
The clock is ticking away along with my heartbeat
Tick tock, Tick tock, bleeding out with every tick from the clock
Time is running out and there’s no way I can retreat
Realizing that my time has come, I can’t get over the shock
Each second, another beat brings me closer to death
Frantically lying on the tile floor, as the warmth slowly fades
The final scene in this performance, more tragic than Macbeth
The thought of my loved ones rushes my mind and invades
Who is going to have the misfortune to discover...
#soldiers
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The kill of a lifetime
The knife plunged down into his chest cavity,
As I stabbed it in and twisted it with a vengeance.
I silenced his degrading comments and evil acts,
My hatred and pains acted like eternal engines.
He beat me with the belt that held his own pants up,
Tied me to the bed post with rope and punched me.
Pulled my hair and bit me too,even raped me at times,
I fought back and killed the son of a bitch with my fury.
He won't be causing another woman or man no pains,
No more names,no more victims to add to his wrath.
When I dug the 9" knife into his...
As I stabbed it in and twisted it with a vengeance.
I silenced his degrading comments and evil acts,
My hatred and pains acted like eternal engines.
He beat me with the belt that held his own pants up,
Tied me to the bed post with rope and punched me.
Pulled my hair and bit me too,even raped me at times,
I fought back and killed the son of a bitch with my fury.
He won't be causing another woman or man no pains,
No more names,no more victims to add to his wrath.
When I dug the 9" knife into his...
#soldiers
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The Death of Hope
I am the abyss from which all monsters reign
The lonely song that lost sirens mournfully lament
Born of constant absence deep within
The tears of a thousand angels are my only friends
I will desecrate
Annihilate
The last ounce of hope
I am the crimson trails running down your arms
The plague bearer in woven tears and the locust swarm
Born of treachery, shame in my veins
The blood of a martyred fraud diluted and so lame
I will demonstrate
Incriminate
The first lack of hope
We are the lie, the scorn that vies
The...
The lonely song that lost sirens mournfully lament
Born of constant absence deep within
The tears of a thousand angels are my only friends
I will desecrate
Annihilate
The last ounce of hope
I am the crimson trails running down your arms
The plague bearer in woven tears and the locust swarm
Born of treachery, shame in my veins
The blood of a martyred fraud diluted and so lame
I will demonstrate
Incriminate
The first lack of hope
We are the lie, the scorn that vies
The...
#soldiers
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6 Comments
Pain And Scars
Sit and cut once more.
Seperate my flesh from bone.
Bleeding on the floor.
Pain deep into my soul.
Ripping me apart.
A thousand cuts, upon my flesh.
Nothing left to gain, except for pain.
No soul within me burning.
Just wounds that, never heal.
SCARS AND CUTS, ALL THAT REMAIN!!
Seperate my flesh from bone.
Bleeding on the floor.
Pain deep into my soul.
Ripping me apart.
A thousand cuts, upon my flesh.
Nothing left to gain, except for pain.
No soul within me burning.
Just wounds that, never heal.
SCARS AND CUTS, ALL THAT REMAIN!!
#soldiers
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gun tutee
The feeling of standing one
legged on the edge of life, but
thats more peaceful than the
still waters. I need a third leg
My city has taught me the way
to survive in chaos, I bet you
Afgan is far more peaceful than
my home town.
Homocides come knocking every
moment, insurgents come killing
all day long. I took my comfort by
the throat, I turned a sniper
No, its no water gun, nay I ain't
hunting some meats. humans
are my game. I kill them first
or I would have been long Gun.
legged on the edge of life, but
thats more peaceful than the
still waters. I need a third leg
My city has taught me the way
to survive in chaos, I bet you
Afgan is far more peaceful than
my home town.
Homocides come knocking every
moment, insurgents come killing
all day long. I took my comfort by
the throat, I turned a sniper
No, its no water gun, nay I ain't
hunting some meats. humans
are my game. I kill them first
or I would have been long Gun.
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I'm Killing Myself
Im going to die. To much pain.
Just can't take it. Slit my fucking throat. Cut my fucking wrist.
Make my blood flow. Fucking hate this life.
Everything is full of hate.
The flutter of my eyes, slowly as
my blood drains. Please suck this worthless life,
from me.
Fuck this world, and all it stands for.
Laying on the floor, in a pool of blood.
The peace of dying, knowing I'm leaving
all this shit behind.
If anyone misses me, I apologize.
I'm going away, whether heaven or Hell.
I don't know.
I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL...
Just can't take it. Slit my fucking throat. Cut my fucking wrist.
Make my blood flow. Fucking hate this life.
Everything is full of hate.
The flutter of my eyes, slowly as
my blood drains. Please suck this worthless life,
from me.
Fuck this world, and all it stands for.
Laying on the floor, in a pool of blood.
The peace of dying, knowing I'm leaving
all this shit behind.
If anyone misses me, I apologize.
I'm going away, whether heaven or Hell.
I don't know.
I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL...
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Devour Me
One two three bites into the thigh
I sigh
three four five out from under my arm
I cry
too many times I have to ask why
I decide
six seven more times I die
I sigh
three four five out from under my arm
I cry
too many times I have to ask why
I decide
six seven more times I die
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