factor46
01-01-2005, 11:44 AM
So I’ll Devote Sympathy To the Traitor
Around the opulence lay filth,
Subsisting with beautiful aroma.
Disgust.
As the ice travels down my back,
Crystal blades fit for weaponry.
But refill my lungs not with air, but venom,
Just so I can see how it feels to cope like you.
And I’ll hold myself to this oath,
Shant forget.
White walls in all eight directions,
No window, no door,
This is how I’ll exist,
I’ll lie here in this arrogance,
But the ceiling feels too close to my head.
I tremble.
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Please crit. :D
Around the opulence lay filth,
Subsisting with beautiful aroma.
Disgust.
As the ice travels down my back,
Crystal blades fit for weaponry.
But refill my lungs not with air, but venom,
Just so I can see how it feels to cope like you.
And I’ll hold myself to this oath,
Shant forget.
White walls in all eight directions,
No window, no door,
This is how I’ll exist,
I’ll lie here in this arrogance,
But the ceiling feels too close to my head.
I tremble.
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Please crit. :D