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Post by dragonyear on Mar 27, 2011 22:19:15 GMT -8
Welcome to my home Composed of deeply stained stone The stench of human suffering rising inside your nose Grim faced ghosts stumble about on rickety frame of bones The luminosity in their gaze long extinguished by the drench of persistent liquor I dwell among them The fastest moving shadow Sirens always screaming Omnipresent I should be able to ignore them yet they serve as a constant scratch on the surface of hearing All hours of the night, freight train whistles moan their steamy agony I often wonder why it's necessary for a beast bound on tracks to sound such relentless warnings I picture the damaged children of this city taunting the locomotive Standing in it's brazen path Playing a morbid game During the day, exuding vapor of cigarettes is the oration of the damned It seeks me out in haunting manner As if it knows i am trying to ascend So many toxic people I should just stand here naked Let them shred my flesh with filthy clawing hands I extinguish this thought.. Return to the sanctuary, within the temple of myself Open up a fresh book for sustaining knowledge -Silence the cries for help-
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