Dying sun,
under bleeding eyes,
this burning churning feeling inside,
ripping at me as the teeth of hate once did,
setting its sight on me to pleasure my insanity.

This feeling of darkness hoping it will leave soon,
hatred the only way to live,
sky is set ablaze,
immolation to the highest bidder begging to die,
tortures meant for those who cant feel,
and that which cant be felt.

Confusing synergies,
watching the signs of the moon,
un-raked soil. disgraced raising of Propagandist lies.

No mercy, no sympathy for those of us who haven't a word to say,
wretched from the grave,
also within,
bleeding,
crying the sounds of sorrow,
only to be shoved down again with our head in bloody hands,
may this earthly possession keep the oblivious sub-standards only to our
sub-human levels.

Hate prevails over all,
only the weak who cannot handle the jarring of their soul,
will die in the vicious circle we all set for ourselves
 
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