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A Weight Lifted Off My Chest

November 25, 2011
By AnarchistHeartland ELITE, Washington, District Of Columbia
AnarchistHeartland ELITE, Washington, District Of Columbia
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Favorite Quote:
" Art is beauty everlasting "

Blood stamped mark on the frayed edge of my being

All in all the all seeing eye of wisdom, seeing is believing?

Through and through this weight has not spared one day of relief

Troubled man I am stands before you, victim of his own deceit

Living butterfly paradox of hate, split the wings and tempt your fate

Emit a shadow light from a colder scream nocturnal, sleeping demon inside

Total loss of control, am I living or am I dead in the eyes of reality?

Hysteria profound scars adorn my body, colliding into breakdown

Electric overdrive pure soul explosion something unforeseen

Drag me through the fires that you portray as redemption

Evil intentions swarm my mind intent on sole destruction

Mastermind of my own misfortune, ladder rising to the surface of the burning sun

Only blood shall dry when there is none left to spill, just wash this hate away

Noxious and subconscious proxy of my reason, the black things greet me again

So in retrospect I must digress, I am a true agent of chaos, a man of mystery forever

The author's comments:
Feeling volatile emotions you bottle up too much before they explode

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