Angst

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Broken

A heavy hand on my chest
Pushing against my heart
Crushing, suffocating, burning
It’s...

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Fade Out

Fade Out

Waning moon, another turn of the screw
And it feels like there is nothing else
He can do....

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Degredation of morality

Degredation of morality
Permeates through society
From the top to the bottom
...

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Storm the gates

Storm the gates

Those who live in decadence
Care little for the disintergration
Of the lower classes and the...

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WHICH WAY TO GO

WHICH WAY TO GO

I'm caught between a rock and a hard place
Perhaps I should try to disguise my face
Maybe go...

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Muse

Muse
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Silent bullet

Silent bullet

Every time when i come across the fact
That you are not next to me
It Hits me like a silent...

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Living 4 U

A salty drop,
A silent tear,
Dark eyes wet,
And filled with fear,
What can I...

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Filched Physiognomy - Mine!

Filched Physiognomy - Mine!

Absolute zero escape
velocity guts dance
sing days (contra and square),
cuz metabolic...

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Luxuriating Showering On A...

Luxuriating Showering On A Cold Winter Day

Despite emotional, financial, grammatical...
any woe that doth assail
whereat early in the...

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Creep

Creep

Please, please, you must let me go
Squeeze, squeeze, my lungs, soft and slow
Pleas—please,...

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Fake Things

Fake Things

Fake Things

We live in a world
Of fake things

Fake Products
Fake News
...

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The Last Time

The Last Time

Pick me up by your strings,
Fondly observe as I dance to your every whim.

I can only imagine...

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Harmless Weapons

Harmless Weapons

Don’t pity my strained eyes.
I’ve long favoured the shade.
It is you who lacks the ability to...

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HUMAN TIME BOMB

HUMAN TIME BOMB

I don't make a sound not even a cough
You are a human time bomb waiting to go off
Tick tick...

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Closing

Closing

ITS THE END OF MY SEASON AND IM BEING CLOSED DOWN ,
IM NOT VERY HAPPY AND I HAVE A BIG FROWN ,...

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Can The Bridge Be Rebuilt?

Can The Bridge Be Rebuilt?

I just got a message from my estranged son, saying, “He knows he did us wrong”;
He wants to talk to...