

La Belle Dame Sans Merci pt 2Silence breaking mirrors of disillusionLa Belle Dame Sans Merci pt 2
leaves unsaid portents reorganizing into sentiment.
Loneliness more palatable than saline tears
breaks glass hearts with fragile fears.
Drift into chaos, bleeding insanity in-between your ribs.
Clip the wings of hope and rape love with cracked lips.
Find me in this world or the next
and you'll find an unborn God without regrets,
bastardized by inhumane sacrifices
and geo-political cult practices.
Ma mort bien-aimée,
I loathe this mortal coil and have need of


Flight of IcarusI crafted wings as Daedelus And as Icarus took flight From a balcony terrace Toward warm golden light. I soared as an eagle Higher and higher still Until my fortune turned fickle And melted my seal. I fell like the Devil God's breath on my neck To a terra firma level And a reality check.Flight of Icarus
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dyvu dyvai...[link]
Thank you so much....
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Where's the fun without complications? © Beckett (VtM)
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DX is Destruction to the Xtreme...
DX is the sound of breaking glass...
DX is the dancing of a lightning bolt...
DX is the smoke patterns on an explosion.
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"We weep for the blood of a bird, but not for the blood of a fish. Blessed are those with voice. If the dolls could speak, no doubt they'd scream 'I never wanted to become human!'"
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D. M. Vaughan
"You can get more with a kind word and a gun than you can with just a kind word" -Al Capone-
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dyvu dyvai...[link]
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