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decode;
the chilled rain,
the icefanged lightning.
it surrounds us always.
tongue on teeth:
a leather whip
weighing me down, cracking
my spine, curvaceous bone
350 pounds strong.
the only thing i can't carry
is myself, so
i suggest
you only follow me--
there are other people here, you know,
who have psychopathic tendencies.
they won't wait when you hesitate,
they'll just go.
nowhere is safe,
that's just pretense;
so stick by my night-shadow side
--not that you'll have a choice in the matter, darling--
and you'll be just fine.
i suggest
you shut your lips,
and crawl back down the black sewer
into the damp alleys
and retreat to the rotting streets
in which you roam;
the back city of your own sickened mind.
rats and snakes weaving in your voice,
the vilest of the vermin.
don't worry, i'll save you,
run back to hell and heaven for you;
though you give me reason enough to viscerally
rape and scar and murder you in every way;
mental. physical. emotional.
i suggest
you slip yourself into a coma,
and learn something in your own nightmares,
see yourself in the silver-black mirror;
the dirtied fingerprints, and a ravaged glare
that smolders into everyone's soul
and burns them.
figure out you're a demon.
figure out you're a soul sucking monster.
figure out you can't run,
figure out you can't see,
figure out you can't hide,
figure out you're haunting yourself,
figure out you're trapped and hunted by memories...
i hope you see my face
the chilled rain,
the icefanged lightning.
it surrounds us always.
tongue on teeth:
a leather whip
weighing me down, cracking
my spine, curvaceous bone
350 pounds strong.
the only thing i can't carry
is myself, so
i suggest
you only follow me--
there are other people here, you know,
who have psychopathic tendencies.
they won't wait when you hesitate,
they'll just go.
nowhere is safe,
that's just pretense;
so stick by my night-shadow side
--not that you'll have a choice in the matter, darling--
and you'll be just fine.
i suggest
you shut your lips,
and crawl back down the black sewer
into the damp alleys
and retreat to the rotting streets
in which you roam;
the back city of your own sickened mind.
rats and snakes weaving in your voice,
the vilest of the vermin.
don't worry, i'll save you,
run back to hell and heaven for you;
though you give me reason enough to viscerally
rape and scar and murder you in every way;
mental. physical. emotional.
i suggest
you slip yourself into a coma,
and learn something in your own nightmares,
see yourself in the silver-black mirror;
the dirtied fingerprints, and a ravaged glare
that smolders into everyone's soul
and burns them.
figure out you're a demon.
figure out you're a soul sucking monster.
figure out you can't run,
figure out you can't see,
figure out you can't hide,
figure out you're haunting yourself,
figure out you're trapped and hunted by memories...
i hope you see my face
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s'alright, i hope you like it (:
if you want me to explain it just ask
72. Pretense
if you want me to explain it just ask
72. Pretense
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please explain, cause u just fucked someone up and that was awesome 