Category: VOID
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Notes Cast on Corpses
time had no place within the confines of these walls – they were not filled with dust or bones, nor were they filled with thoughts that i could call my own, for i abandoned that rite when i slid the walls shut. a bit of hope came in the form of a lamp, for it…
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Waxed Seal
An envelope sealed with a wax kiss. My lips; the letter; in fear of themselves. The year of sprinting backward, in motion of memory’s death. She no longer had the gift; taken from her by virtue of the Lord; a graveyard of unopened secrets had been explored in vain, and in this vain it was…
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Caught
The weight that falls before me is crisp Depth of it seems almost unworthy to mention But every time I imagine the signs of death It becomes of me dead and delighted To part onto a new soul who isn’t willing To fall; it is but a deadly turn that Life calls sooner than intended,…
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Untitled #1
Nothing like tomorrow; you dream it’s another but nothing seems quite too desolate. Incompletely seeing the punishment beneath your skin- you have no idea the consequences that enter my bones. The bones autotomy to enter your heart and destroy it – you defame the latest penetration of the stone cold knife. When you’re alone you…
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Stuck
stuck in silence shared filth of arousal i wipe away the sweat carried by Mary’s resemblance i shed the fire that left me branded counterfeit vision torn down good riddance to the bull’s head riches around passed lightly torching the fueled pariahs jaguar crouched, turned into pennies lost and wicked graced, found deadly in the…
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Null
I feel it slipping away easier, faster; that now short lived ease of existing. I soon might slip away again. A downhill rot; a deathly sickening breathless moment. There is something confusingly terrifying about the draw toward misery, and why it comforts more than comfort itself. I seem to find myself being constantly pulled toward…
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Fractal
Awakening, a process in which the delight of mind is spoiled In the spot of the coil deep, a woeful heart toils Not a same way forth is found The road is woven backwards in sound Safe is the wary toward the ground molded Once broken is the shed of self sacrifice cold Move into…
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Sick Ones
Peace be unto you; Primordial season to fall into a dream true Hands a plenty Scarred for the last… many awaken to come It is of the void They come from Umbra thralls Are all you seek Ghouls and sheep You are the weak Tools are heavy in your mind Gluttony causes you blind Lust…
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Antithesis
My will is breaking. All I hear is sound. In creation, there is the destruction of the mind to become aware of oneself. My current obsession with the differences within sex, within what creates, and what was created, is it but a mere useless, and worthless thought? Confusion and frustration- two things between the lines-…
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Cursed
you are delusion, inside my heart growing a poisonous thing, a murderous flowing cold and ghostlike, haunting my conception perception crying, deception horrifying i give my warmth to the dead is it me whose cursed, or is it in my head the shadows pay their visit telling me i was complicit; all but one who…
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Within Shifted Vision
It guides you between the light. Patterns glow and become disillusioned; they break away to become all that is simply Within. To become One with the Within is to experience that which is limitless – it can bring you into anything and everything – a guiding sense just as they are all connected, through a…
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The Last One
In a barren, lonely world, one where humanity suffers greatly, there are but a few – perhaps but one – who will make it their journey to nurture the garden of humanity. These individuals are born alone, unable to connect with those around them, but gifted with the understanding of what must be done to…
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