Aaron Gotham Poems

To the world, I am a menace.
Another picket sign raised into the air
The sound of smoke bombs and riot yelling
The sound of the S.W.A.T Team's feet rumbling across the empty lanes.
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The sound of her beating heart,
Breaks society
I can still smell the blood that drips from her broken eyes
The pupils stare into the black of mine
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Breathe in the chemicals
And let the candles burn out.
Cleanse yourself in the pain of the water
And let the smoke streams from the wicks fill you with doubt.
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I write too much about death
It getting out of hand
One second my mind is on a thought about fun
Then it changes to murder and a morbid use of guns.
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From the top of this building, I can see everything.
The ugly color of a beautiful monument,
The head lights that flash from headlights on shop windows,
People who have too much time to walk a little slower and take a look around.
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A thousand cries seep from the ocean,
The last creature to ever scream so loudly,
Pierced by a harpoon.
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I love heavy metal music
I was born into it, and always will be.
Loud, mean music is my passion, and it's what I know best,
But lately, these sad emo love songs have been corrupting my mind.
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