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Poem / Poetry
Note to Soul of Dimitry...
Pour your cephalic liquid in a bottle of wine and serve your heart on a plate...
Your conscience I know is black and I can see your expiring date...
I came to tame the crude grudge of your sins and I don't wanna be late...
Your soul to take, your love to keep... your murders are written by fate...
The child you dismembered travels limbo, but you will travel Hell's gate...
After all in your chest it makes space that could be used for cheating
The blood makes a pool that reaches the heavens
Sewed in your skin in between seven seven sevens
Fucking bitch shit fucker sucking hore kept retreating
The music that my mouth couldn't stop repeating
A hammer, a knife, a seesaw, a scythe...
So there's still more blood for me to write ♥
Careful... Light can guide you or it can blind you...
I can't catch the lie in-between God loves you
or God's existence
Either why I am walking with this face for so much years
Maybe if I bite once again the apple and fool the male race
Serpents could make my blood poison become thicker
So one cut can fill the oceans into oblivion
And worthless humans will rejoice in convulsions
Sewing eyes, mouth and ears as all this time they have been walking
Spitting on Lilith, eating of pure emotions and dissecting useless matter
Marie and Joseph still have the needle that brainwashed Babylonian children
In the crystal clear edge where the cloud's forest will always have a siren...
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