1.0 Poem by Ismael Rodriguez
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violent pacifists
the wild hunt begins
peacefully killing
sanctify hate
vilification of true love
painful release
eternity damnation
floating corpses bleed
forlorn life
blade cuts
blood starts to flow
salvation
Putrid flesh
The smell of sex
No more dreams
Thanatos take
Soul from my flesh
Deliver me
Self-mutilation
Blood flows freely
Numbness ends
Lost dreams
Flowers in bloom
Nightshade
Ticklish prostitutes
Condoms in trashcans
lost lives
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4/24/2024 12:34:30 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I was curious about the title of the verses. I wanted to see what it meant. I was afraid I would not be able to understand. I was right. GW62