Thursday, April 06, 2006

BLOOD
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it's shivering inside,and i dont know why,facing these walls of presidential solitude.
-written by MELz.

The tender,the flow,a never-ending old.
Like a fond memory,it flashes,it stuns,it's venom.
Critters scratching down the skin,driving through the treaded upon,
Elevating its pungent arson,all rushing down the drain,
Arrhythmia of despondencies,unheard,little by little,
Inhibitor of the specks of dust,withered lust,vanished.

Omnipotent,it never denies,candid and frank,
Evidence displays,nothing to shroud,
The spiritual skies of Satanic worship,
Glanced upon,acknowledged,no turning back now,
No tourniquet,no shame,it's all wrapped up in a blame,
Virulent as it grows;

A needle pricking the balloons of opacity,
A shushed up tousle,never to be brought up again,
Anxiety subdues the extremes of pain,
Souse down and devour,the once resolved purity,
Innocence shunned by all,only the evil reign the throne of unseen plight.
As frustration pushes emotions to the boundaries of red,
and glides;

Hurt reborn,reclaimed,renowned,
A kind of villain,The zephyr starts to sing,
Territorial and trespassing dignities,all sunk below,
Beneath the thin layers of custody,the rights and the stand,
Sees the world in cuts and cracks,
Seeping thoroughly,and dresses the white,
An emptiness that fills,a victory that is a blank.

Palatable sources,hatred to the core,
Vitality of the zombies,swaying and betraying,
No calm,no peace,yet quiet and a certain crease,
Crumples with jagged edges,Spreads out to pine for,
It's the expiry of the production,the foul smells of its dusk,
Fall upon its paean of undying wounds,so contradicting,
The melodious panels of haunted lyrics,once sung.

Like arrows that dart so deep inside,
Mild utterings in a second,minute,gammon?
Shut the windows,close the doors,
turn it on full blast,erase the shame,
In a body,from a body,exaltations of criticising hymns,
Slashes of fresh scars,coarse-grained,so distinguished,
No harm intended;

Rushes out,and then slows down,
Accelerates and then rewinds,
Today is the same as the remnants of a yesterday in the past,
Skeletons in the closet,trapped for years,never to be discovered,
Hidden underneath a seemingly flawless exterior,
The skin smooths out,and beneath it all gushes,
Just like lava from a volcano,erupting,erupted,never ending,
That silent comfort,
Heals and disintegrates,
Vandalises yet consoles;

Now the pain's concealed among the faded laughter,
The beautiful memories and the warmth of the ancient,
Now filling an empty white to the brim,
colours red,shoves a new kind of dim,
The tremors reverberate;

10:08 AM

`____mellisais productions-   Â©2005-2006





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melissa - elisabeth
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chij st.j - sphs

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previous compositions
- the rock by the roadside.
- when i was young.
- the ancient mirror.
- Reincarnation
- MALTOSE! malt candy!
- The Living Corpse
- Fragile Hearts
- Definitions
- Bring me back
- Solitude


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