Ugly I can't stand to look at youUgly by ~Jenova520
You filth
You vermin
You
CREATURE
You disgusting hunk of human waste taken human form.
You grotesque pile of refuse made to walk like a man.
When clearly you aren't.
I can't stand to look at you.
You filth
You vermin
You creature.
So I don't look in mirrors anymore.
So you don't look back at me anymore.
And you don't smile knowingly at me anymore
And you don't whisper in my ear anymore.
And you don't hiss and shriek and laugh and cry and scream in my head anymore.
As much as you do, at least
When I look in the mirror
And look at my face.
Rosebud Invisible threadsRosebud by ~Jenova520
Tug at the corners
Of your rosebud lips
Drawing them up
Revealing flashes of white
Like children peeking over the pews
And such a simple thing
Fills in all the cracks and fissures.
All the breaks and wounds
And all at once.
I'm an addict
Whisper "You're choking"Whisper by ~Jenova520
I say to myself
I feel them lodged in my throat
"You're drowning"
I say to myself
As I feel myself sinking
"You're dying"
I say to myself
As it becomes harder to breathe.
"You're on fire"
I say to myself
As the heat rises from my chest
"I love you"
I whisper.
"I love you too"
You whisper back.
tobacco brunette I've never met a soultobacco brunette by ~Jenova520
who sings as sad as yours
its voice dripping with
thick choking melancholy
resonating through my speakers
oozing sadness as it creeps into my ears
and down into my chest
past my own heavy heart
flowing over my upset stomach
down my shaking legs
to my feet
gluing me to the floor
as I listen to you
sing your scars to me
Sta.sh
Welcome to the senselessishness.
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"I've trampled on that road; that you think you own"
- Phil Anselmo "Regular People [Conceit]"
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you go back to what you know...
and i go back to black.
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"I've trampled on that road; that you think you own"
- Phil Anselmo "Regular People [Conceit]"
Drunken-Splice
He's fantastic, and your styles of writing are alike
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Real revolution starts with learning.
If you're not angry, you're not paying attention.
- Rise against
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"In the fyres of Struggle we will bake New Men, who will notte heed the Old Lies"
- Suffer-Not-Injustice Vimes
Gotta spread the love you know?
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you go back to what you know...
and i go back to black.
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Love won't stop this.
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you go back to what you know...
and i go back to black.
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