Some collect butterflies,
And rip off stained glass wings, but
I am the butcher of innocence,
Who murdered their own saviour
Just to taste the fruit the snake brings.

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Some collect butterflies,
And rip off stained glass wings, but
I am the butcher of innocence,
Who murdered their own saviour
Just to taste the fruit the snake brings.
Winds swarm the evergreen chimes of the Earth. Linens cape his ebony, a soft fire in brown eyes. Not a ravishing fire, made to burn, But a candle illuminating warmth. Yet darkness clings to him And shadows trust that he will lead them home.
2023
I HAVE LIVED MY LIFE LOST AND OUT OF CONTROL.
I HAVE HELD MY LIFE STILL AND ON THE BACK BURNER.
I HAVE A LIFE. I'M WASTING IT.
I HAVE A HEART. I'M MUTING IT.
I WANT A HEART. I WANT A LIFE--
I HAVE ALL I WANT.
So what am I searching for?
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THE HOUSES ARE CHALKED IN TIME.
DRENCHED IN NOIRE HUES.
BEHIND CLOSED EYELIDS, I CAN SEE HER FACE,
BUT ALL I HEAR IS YOU.
THIS ISNT A CRY FOR HELP.
FUCK INDULGENCE, THIS ISNT SIN.
I AM THE ONLY ONE TO DIE—
MY OWN MARTYR— MY OWN RIGHT TO LIVE.
So don’t push me farther than I’ve been.
I’m not afraid of the Abyss.
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Jasmine wafts from the bank of shallow water shore.
Perfumed air laced with putrid thoughts of you.
Rotten things have happened under the sugar coating of “love.”
Beyond good and evil? Another guised pardon for the wrong that we do.
Given the choice, I find them all the same.