#bloodyelf

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Crayons

My suicidal fingers gripped love and cyan crayons left beastly marks hallucinogenic cards puzzled movements & vile imagery stains black crosses invert the source flirt with wax monsters on virgin paper inked in religious primordial cherubs soft innocent skin angels change while my destiny awoke into its childlike drawing I saw trees, the sun furiously beautiful feelings hardcore fantasies on acid trips & with bloody eyes I fucked her soul soul into pieces

with brain in ass

& rotten heart 

then cyan poison

filled my blood

my saint suffocated

my demon laughed

& swallowed me

into this world

Like potions mixed with crayons trapped in abyss help me help me

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Fantasy

The sky is blue

because we live in

a blue eyed giant

called Lucifer

looking at

theatrical particles

tumble, silly fumble

can't sit still

a conscious vision  

of what we think 

life is, through

multiple lenses

perceptions of colors

altered signals 

of story, 

like Shakespeare

writing with pens

of time

notes that electrify

your inner, sublime

fucking outrageous

words on pages

while Beethoven plays it, sonata of space, amplifying neutrons protons dancing with electrons like ballerina's of hell in Chanel Trillions of impulses triggering soul so evil so evil