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[title] => Chronicled Expulsion
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[bodytext] => wipe the tears, kill the fears, deafen your mouth, blind your ears... mute the screams that rape my dreams... forever bludgeoned by apocalypticies... mind of a behemoth, untamed self-defamation, bi-polar schizo-chimaira, two ends of the spectral divide, marching to war amongst themselves... and in the final hours, the warriors are made transparent by shards of a broken light, piecing together the inequities that birth fissures, which in turn bleed insecurities, flooding the trench i so coldly hollowed... the warriors, so defined by their cause, are bestowed titles and systematically fed to the fissure to forthflower dimensia... the requium that once held sacred tablatures of reason and rule now give leeway to the "truth" of which has engulfed the felled beast... as the beliefs are made to kneel, the montrocities eye's fall, weighted with grief and influenced by delusion, the beast's death is a bitter-sweet abortion... the glare of hatred, now an opaque shade of naught, lonely conformity becomes both bread and water... the end of a war complex and yet shallow, blood still lines the sink of his thoughts... no more fire, but now strewn ashes, he died in the misconception, all the while, the burden of truth profiling the tension... I bleed my warning because i taste your blood... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 13 [informant] => damisyko [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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