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A gut pull drag on me,from a smile left on the sidelinesmirrors multy reflecting this and slice off those white cheeks,
..into an armour of broken wings
with tons of plume like dead skin..

colors arranged carefully to paint my heart the way it shoul be, and dissolve it in numb water,shadow it with rust and feed with scars

bathered in ashes and mud, draw with with trust.

No significate to perpetrate In misery diary In my yearn for a cause In my pain for a pregnat whore

No shame to waste or convinctions to taste.

Let the logic take a bow, while words slicing through the butter of soul

and scratch the icons with nails of surprise,

…rancid breath of life burning like ice…

wounds painted on u once again bloods on your soul once again

clawing adornment for your dreams, uncosciousness and desire….

My penance and my task…

Keeps your fat ego well fed Eye closed, lid needle and thread

Mouth closed lid needle and strip..

Got something that no thinks Can not reach.

Roaming confuse in some hall of sin, in all my shielded pride.

Keep your fat ego well hide Words like a razor on your teeth

Slowly slipping into slime Blood and lies ooze out and stain

And not realy cares what realy bleeds

Eye begin to ponder pride

Undignified, unsignified

Subjectives pieces of misled youth

Undignified, unsignified

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Bleeding Womb of Ananke

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