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    Author: HisNameIsNoMore
    ASL Info:    28 - Male - Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    3.1 - 75/182/209
    Words: 602
    Class/Type: Misc/Misc
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    Comatose dreams come round and round, tilting back in R-E-M-
    The sound of breathing does nothing but stir and your hair will part.
    Shadowy little hands creep, over and through every inch of your body, tingling goosebumps stand up with moribund, soon to be a cadaver for someones spatula and scapula.
    These are the realities, church bells play a song for that day you cease to be.
    A psychotropic induced state of panic, a cold sweat that seeps through the skin, what happens if you just laugh at it falling further down this elevator shaft within.
    Promising to walk on water, faith that day went right out the roof, torn away a hurricane of absolute doubt in proof.

    News broadcasting slaughters, just to see what happens when this psychopathic murderer stops to ponder.
    The truth is we play the part in our own downfall, the alligator that Jesus walked on to prove that he could walk on water.
    Can't seem to believe in one more second of this rant goes right to the point that we're all adjacent to this violent ringing beat.
    Thump, just thump thumping to burst open on the spot.

    Cracking open eyes, a blur, a waver of that fate that creeps up and rapes.
    Hours pass when all you can hear is the ticking of a dead clock, broke and misconstrued.
    Deep breaths and hands that twitch, a yet a steady resolve always seems to drop the ball.
    Rushing over to brush over the blushing face that seems startled, yet not afraid.
    Door locks and the curtains drawn, probing in questioning manner to understand you and why you sleep.
    A knocking that seeps into the flesh again it starts to smell oh so sweet.
    The door burns and smoke begins to blur your lungs in again, this time the poison that sweeps is much more vile than a synthetic sleep.
    Voices, the voices have returned once again but this time music is comes from their human parts, cracking and slashing so wickedly.

    It just keeps calling, this lingering violent history, what you think you see is just images imagining vivid lying images that seem to almost play to your senses null and dumb down.
    The world you wish to see is nothing but a nightmare having beautiful dreams of the adjacent violent murderous intentions that comes drifting through narcotic induced addictions.
    Erase the numbing of senses and fall back off the ladder into a mattress of feathers and nails.

    It just keeps calling, this lingering violent history, what you think you see is just images imagining vivid lying images that seem to almost play to your senses null and dumb down.
    The world you wish to see is nothing but a nightmare having beautiful dreams of the adjacent violent murderous intentions that comes drifting through narcotic induced addicted actions.
    Erase the numbing of senses and fall back off the ladder into a mattress of feathers and nails.

    Come here, sit down and talk to yourself.
    Can you really believe what it is you say when no one but yourself really knows which one of you is really playing possum.
    Only in the selling of your soul, can you truly adore what it is you seek, just a fragment of truth to believe, truly the truth it is you see the truth in the absent of boundaries and lies that just pop off every so often.
    Smear that hand across the face, push it aside, can you feel the hands moving deep is it alive, clawing to be free at your side?





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