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I'm screaming, but I don't think sound exists up here. My head is twisting, it thrashes and screams but I don't believe it is real. I've forgotten up or down; what is east or west. I have memories of a north, but I'm not sure if there's another like it?
Oh, these words are meaningless, I can hardly recall their value.
I can fly...but only deeper, only darker; uncontrollably.
Frequently I fall into dreams; that's what it feels like. I land in a bed, warmness surrounding me, overwhelming me. I love it. The warmness becomes red and red becomes blood, and a wicked snap like a splintered bone, rip
by ~Omega-Prince
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Sad Satan, Mad Satan Took away my smile. Took away my bones and heart, Turned me into Bile
Hapless Satan, Awful (blessless) Satan Scooped me in a jar. Closed the lid and chewed my skin, The walking Baron Scar
Screaming Satan, Bleeding Satan Placed me in his shed. Where now I sit and hear him weep, The laments of the dead
Dismal Satan, Callous Satan Visits with a sigh. Still he sings and still he screams Wishing he could die
by ~Omega-Prince
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The connection I see when I break from this dream; Splitting the clear curtain of reality The waves that I feel, under the masks of our birth, Is the pulse of an organism referred to as Earth
The shift I can sense in everyone's eye Is simply affirming the timing is nigh; If you look past your flesh; a corpse that can die You’ll discover a strength, not bound by a sky
A transition’s amiss, you’ve felt it as well Perhaps in a secret suffused by the air We must break from our senses, free from our spell Vibrate bodyless, str
by ~Omega-Prince
God has shattered, bring us... God has shattered, bring us glueGod has shattered, bring us...
I have broken the porcelain face; the god, of humans, of man. I have broken the porcelain trace; of monkeys who learned to stand.
I have used the hammer of fear; implanting the insects inside of your ear.
I abuse the hammer to feel, Shattering bones before I would kneel.
I will call home the darkest of holes; Embrace what lies in the deep. When the cold gate I find and proper's the time; the unleashed will conquer but me
Even in time, if proven I
by ~Omega-Prince
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- Current Residence: Montreal
- Interests: Writing, Politics, Nature
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