

TriggerThree hundred and ninety feet between conception and death,Trigger
Birthed of hate, fated by flesh,
I ride a cold steel harbinger of release,
A hail of bullets, A hundred thousand lives,
A crack of thunder, we begin our descent,
For as fast as we fly, paling our fall,
I am man, I am fleeting life, and I am eternity.
Hopelessly lost after a stint in sanguine, sinewy ecstacy.


SelfconfideicideAn intoxicating mix of pheromones and fear play a symphony of pain upon my lobes,Selfconfideicide
Clear and resolute this pin prick irritation this massive consternation,
Pick a deep purple highway and let flow the traffic,
A B negative pile up among the tender flesh city founded in pity,
Tear this vein of sorrow too narcistic a vain, Reality unwound and unbound to perception leaves all but a void,
This intoxicating mix of pheromones and fear play a symphony of switchblades in line,
Goose stepping this ideal conscious mind this selfconfideicide.
I hold myself above all else, and it's this ideal tha
by ~arobst
by =agonybliss
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[. i'll try being nicer if you'll try being smarter .]
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