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vol . a . tile whats to say. as each day passes it grows more relentless. what may come of tomorrow..vol . a . tile
and what indisputable furies will find their way into my heart.. to poison my soul... my feet slip out from under me. my grip, just short of salvation, reaches out in agony. and in the passing moments i hope for a miracle. from one maniac to another.. i want to snap the spine of this planet and watch it bleed out into the blackness. as i hold the innards of this world up to the sun it will burn, and i will paint the house of god with the scorched flesh of his own children.
by ~nitrix
-the conductor--the conductor-
i like to sit. watch me as i conduct this symphony. every note falls with every other. the outcome of our precision is a wave of light. what form is taken when so many are subject to this. i follow up with a melody. one i knew before my hand could play and after it made a final oncore. to avail no applause is sought for my own satisfaction makes every musician greatful. greatful so that the next curtain shall rise with no question of our magnetude. &nbs
by ~nitrix
-falling down--falling down-
a switch hits and finds a way to bring it all together. that heart is dirty and was not always such a shade of black. so little continues to strive and I can only know this. hate. what words are as strong as this and what word can make me as weak. love. i am fragmented and my self can do no more than stare. mind from body so now i see my true self. hate more. consumed by everything and everything becomes blooded tears. pers
by ~nitrix
-hunter--hunter-
beating on the bars. an attempt to escape to the world. I am small and my mind builds expectations. together a man distributes himself. out of reach tortured longing. hand of speech will not cut those shackles. echo this sound and the silence crushes my breath. hold my hand to cry my faults. short of a goal, a foot steps before the line. retreat. Jupite
by ~nitrix
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