Riding the storm clouds
sliding down lighting bolts
collecting stars like daisies
to scatter them behind
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In the deepest forests in the shades of grey.
Beyond fear. Lilith-queen of the black light waits.
She is one of the tyrants, she is one with the
darkness, with a blaze of thorns, and she will demand your soul.
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From the ruined chapels
The burned out monasteries
The forsaken cathedrals
...
As the mist leaves no scar.
On the dark green hill.
So my body leaves no scar.
On you and never will.
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I am a moron master, see
Because I write so happily
My poems smell
Because I dwell
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The smell oozes
The slime moves
Can't stand the loneliness
The smell sequites from my slimy oily skin
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Keep taking the pills
Its for you own good will
Just keep taking them pills
its for your good will
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You are like on of those tooth picks
That when you use it, it sticks
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