Ace Of Black Hearts Poems

What is so horrifying, if there is no absolute defeat?
Breeding the perfect scream.
Is it inside my head, or is that really me?
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This was before.
This was after.

Swallowing the last bit of daily laughter.
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Just thrown under the bus.
The hopeless cage that continues to rusts.
Soon all that will be left is lots of metal fragments and dust.
Not caused by a catastrophic explosion.
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I hear your doubt.
I hear you turned inside out.
God hates me.
God burns me.
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Extreme emotion
A child has died.
On a day of pride.
How could someone?
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When the fox comes out of the hole will you see what he was or is or will be?
Firm hands grab to shake you.
Wake up, wake up.
From this trance, from this dance.
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Hungry, dying, souls screaming for something to latch on to.
Hope is all that has ever mattered.
Bitter pills are best swallowed with a tall glass of water.
Drink up, you are still alive, you are still breathing,
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If I disappeared tomorrow, If I decided to go for a walk to the end of the earth, would anyone notice I was gone?
Is there any importance in becoming the forgotten song?
Escaping the silent memories.
The reoccurring dreams continue to wash of over me.
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'You know you are just a little screwed up.'
No I don't know, and why is that exactly?
'Because you like to putting things where they shouldn't go.'
'It just isn't natural, let's try a little role reversal and see how you like it.'
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