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Remission
05:08
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Remission-
And he balled up as it was easier to take blows
Curled up with only his extremes exposed
Covering up all that was soft and weak
All except his acerbic tongue and cheek
Curled up and he’s returned back to birth
Step back from what the pain and fears unearth
A seeming cataclysm to his fractured mind
It chips at his defenses but he’s hard to find
And the monkeys flung their shit and drained his well
And he sighed and continued to erect his illustrious shell
An elusive thing its brittle sharp and weak
Until completely whole until completely reaped
And they gathered round as the rite neared it’s peak
And they grinned and bared their teeth finally ready to kill the weak
And they crowed round to witness the spectacle
That how the twist the knife that’s how they take the toll
Curled up and he’s returned back to birth
Step back from what the pain and fears unearth
A seeming cataclysm to his fractured mind
It chips at his defenses but he’s hard to find
Words and stones all the same almost ethereal
Time remains in the game it remains in the game
It remains in the game
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Somniliquist
03:32
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Somniliquist-
Privileged men’s demands
Trade the world for a bird in hand
The only one that knows the secrets i keep is the one that lies beside me as I sleep
My intuition’s intact
My suspicions all correct
A war that consumes the fickle fire
The flame burns cold but it seems brighter
Than exorcized ghosts that play host to writers
Of fiction that falls into history’s binders
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Curses
04:45
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Curses-
mother
always
had butterfly wings
that made hurricanes
a thousand miles away
and winds still whip
at the whipping boys sin
they whisper shame on me
for handing over my own kin
It burdens my soul
though she can’t know
the roads don’t travel as fast
as her water though
bested rivals
now seems trifle
she swears that she still loves me
but she can no longer look me in the eyes (though)
malice
intensified
seems every step I take
and still greater the divide grows
her mirror reveals my true intentions
and she never flinches when I greet her and I fail to mention
I can feel her eyes pierce a continent apart
reprehensible wretch with no loyalty to blood
I can feel her words in the wind against the door
I’ve turned against the witches favorite son
dreams where I can’t escape my own conscience
in turn she turned a curse on her own kind
I’m compelled to heed words of proffered penance
either save your brother or live a regretful life
It burdens my soul
though she can’t know
the roads don’t travel as fast
as her water though
bested rivals
now seems trifle
she swears that she still loves me
but she can no longer look me in the eyes (though)
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