August 3, 2018 · 1:19 am
The Story of the Greatest Nations
Hordes of Death
Have Not Stopped me Yet
I a Cimmerian Son
From the Somber Land
of Steel & Bloodied Hand
a Beautiful Slave my Queen
She Who Set me Free
& Allowed me to Be
the King That I am
a Ruler of the Land
Noble Just & Right
a Lion & His Wife
#B27321
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April 1, 2017 · 8:38 pm
Antonio da Correggio
Die For me
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Do Machines Dream,
I Only Know
my Sex Machine
Died For me.
I Know
Who Writes
About Such a Sick Thing;
a Sex Machine,
a Vat Grown Organic:
She.
I Did Not Invent
The Technology,
But I Did
Pervert It
to My Own Need.
Why you Ask;
Simple,
Loyalty.
They Would Die
or Suicide
Before They Gave Up
On me.
I Kept 5
I Wanted 10.
Only One;
Gemini
Was Better
Than the Rest,
One I Intended To
Put To the Test.
To Afford This Lavish Life Style,
to Afford my Pets;
I Did Things,
Things
Some People
Would Regret.
Mainly
I Killed;
Poison, Gun, or Knife;
That Was the Road
I Stood.
She Would End Up
Giving Her Life;
She Who Was Like a Twin,
Like a Second Skin;
Who Could Have Been a Wife.
Will She Be the Same
When She Down Loads
To Night.
#B27321
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January 25, 2016 · 8:52 pm
Speculum Virginum
Temptation
Tempted to Eat the Gun
Every Day
That I a Wake
To the Slum
That Is my Life
To End
That Which
Should
Never
Of Begun
A Mistake
That Makes
me Regret
Who I am
Born to Be
Cast a Side
Left to Die
But I Did Not
Nor
the Many Times
I Threw my Life On the Line
to See
If In Side
Was Real or Fake
I Struggled On
Dreaming Of Steel
to End my Twisted Fate
Wait you Say
Before It Is Too Late
Surely It Is Just Testing
a Crucible
to Bake
a Better Man
That Has to Be the Plan
40 Years of Prison & Pain
of Loss & Never a Gain
& Only I to Blame
Puts That Lie to Shame
When the Entertainment Stops
& It’s Just me
& my
Hollow Hollow Heart
a Hole That I Can Not Stop
Nor Look a Way
From
the Empty Spot
That Captivates me
With What I am Not
my Biggest Sin
Thinking
the Singing Pen
Would Save me From my Plate
a Meal Hard to Swill
Full of Bitterness & Hate
Set In Verse
to Be Read
After
They Pull me From the Hearse
the Ink was Thin
Iron For the Win
to Blot a Way the Stain
That Was my Name
From the Book of Eternal Life
This 38 Will Be my Wife
Her Leaden Kiss
Wedded Bliss
& a Sweet Here After
So you Say
What a Play
If Only a Helping Hand Was Offered
#B27321
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November 4, 2015 · 10:00 pm
James Torrance
Sword
&
Board
Has Been
my Life
my Wife
Through
Count Less
Hardships
Odin
Calls
To me
One More
Test
&
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August 31, 2015 · 6:03 pm
William Blake
An Offering
–
Lovely, Lovely, Girl
On the Splattered Floor.
Come To me.
The Nine Hells
Have Pledged To me Thee.
By Altar, Sword, & Seal;
Cross the Gulfs & Voids
of Time’s Mortal Stream.
Seer Guide my Hand;
Fate’s Reel.
The Bargain Struck;
Blood, Strife, & Souls To Steal.
Come Forth,
Before the Sacred Stone I Kneel.
First To Take His Brother’s Life.
First To Covet Another’s Wife;
the UnHoly Bride.
Father Of Our Line.
With Serpent’s Kiss
& Lies Upon my Lips.
Inhabit This Shell
& Once Again This Land
Will Feel Steel
& the Iron Will
Of the Master
Down Below.
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Taken From
the Private
Journals
of #B27321
Last Son
of a
Fallen Line
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March 4, 2015 · 1:49 pm
Gustave Dore
Staring
In To
the Hole
That Holds
your Soul
the Loss
Strikes me
Never
to Hear
Those
Words
Again
my Wife
my Friend
#B27321
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October 3, 2014 · 9:04 pm
Guillaum Seignac
a Dream
Brought me
To the
Waters
Edge
To Find
What
Would Be
my Wife
In the
Sea Kings
Watery
Abode
a Thing
UnDreamed
Of Before
Time
Was Old
a Black
Burnished
Blade
That Would
Pierce
the Heart
&
For
Ever
Bring me
Woe
#B27321
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