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Calamity
- Im in a position, in a prison striven from my decisions,
- trapped between the rhythm, but if i was given the decision,
- i wouldn't pay my tuition to break out of this imprisoning prism,
- this sanity, isn't reality, just calamity, gravity isn't of my capacity,
- my temple lacks a pulse, so i use flows that roast,
- even the devil's toast, i walk around like ghost that's dosed,
- supplemental overdose that has me at my lowermost,
- cooking up a loafed roast, liquor dinner for the loathed,
- i wish i was bitter richer so i could walked clothed,
- i suppose if i grossed enough i'll open a black hole,
- walk through it and never come back home,
- there's only clouds up in my dome and a winds that blow,
- in the shantytown bounds we hustle for the throne,
- all the bushes rustle concealing trouble that goes unknown,
- stones holding hate notes get thrown, an overloaded boat
- can't stay afloat because of the hopes its holds.
- The titanic was a tragic mishap in the middle of the Atlantic,
- and listening to all of this chit chat has my neck whip lashed,
- like a atomic blast that leaves behind only an amass of ash,
- the path i walk bare foot is paved with glass, i was pushed
- onto the grass, saved by an angel of shade that was graceful,
- shown me the way the the ancient maple.
- We're i was revealed of my painful plateful of rotten food,
- the mood is softened like cotton now i got no problems.
- Everyone secretly wants change,
- but it's too difficult to face
- what we plan for this race.
- All cause of these phases we phrase that gets
- stuck in our head for days,
- just stays like a stain we can rub away,
- or a scar, when we cut we cut too far or
- a broken car missing an essential part
- that makes it start. Your heart, might need
- another heart to start beating instead of these
- beatings your receiving, until the bruises are symmetrically even,
- when you stand in the bathroom and stare, in the reflection
- of the mirror you glare, prepare for whats next,
- as pills they roll down your neck,
- and that moment you wait util they take effect
- until you feel sense of chill, then the pain is so unreal.
- and suddenly the chill becomes as still as you feel.
- I would like to over demonstrate my pain by
- slicing opening each one of your vains,
- so i can spray it, dance, prance, like fairy
- in a trance. Creating a painting of saten,
- as im mis translating my vessle is overtaken, but
- inside the clock work has just been shaken.
By Anonymous
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