| This is How I pray to God. |


ForEveRFor(ever)ForEveR
A Shadow Enters Where Light Once Held A beauty so long ago remembered Now forgotten under sheets of Ashes The fog clouds my mind, Erases the already erased, Eating away at my brain cells like a cancer
Eating away, Eating Away A worm lives inside my skull Poking it's slimy little head out my eye socket It views the world in a drunken rage Drunk off my world of Imagination It speaks in cold verses But cries in warm tears
What Crown should I wear today? What Mask will I don on the streets?  


I am The PreacherI am The PreacherI am The Preacher
I stand on the edge of sanity Yet I fall not into the endless sea of Insanity I follow truths to the light And follow lies to the Grave What manner of man am I? That I would allow myself to decay To Rot To become a tombstone of my former self What kind of monster am I to be? When all the light is drained from my crying soul And The Darkness reigns like a Pornographic King
She is the LIGHT She is the WAY She is the DEFINATION She is the COMFORT She is the JUSTICE She is My QUEEN
I adore


Pornographic CrownPornographic CrownPornographic Crown
The bathroom walls are covered in grime The pictures are nothing but rust Just faded memories of an ancient crime And Im just here to become dust I am the mud in your water To cover your breasts like a dirty lover All you do is lie down Just a cheap sex fiend Wearing your pornographic crown Just the devils friend The real world hurts you The real words hurt you
~DED


Just Ashes to BurnJust Ashes to BurnJust Ashes to Burn
The children of dust gathered on Sunday Eating their Bibles and trusting lust Cutting open their veins of clay Feeding the worms and maggots with red crust Crumble, crumble little chapel Youre not even real people The worms of hell sip on your soul Dreaming of what resurrection could bring Ashes of skin black as coal Sitting on thrones with maggots as kings When your god is a vampire Youll bleed the song of a liar The worms ate the maggots The maggots ate the sinners The sinners made a god of the maggots


- dieback -If asked to choose, I love hands the most but I see my family as a family of mouths, of openings, closings, ingestions, of vomit and grunts. Hands naked remind me of new shoots on the neighbour's tree Mouths remind me of graves, isn't that strange?- dieback -
But that's what I see, my mother breathing demons, my father owned by them now, hung in the barren realm like a scarecrow on a stake, still blinking. My only friend ate demons and ate them and she choked to death on the bones.
I am also a creature of the mouth, the tongue. But I mostly consider myself a luck
by *noah-kh
by *girltripped
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"Every single day/I find it hard to say/I could be yours alone/You will see someday/That all along the way/ I was yours to hold,"
"I'm ready for you when you're ready for me."
Yours To Hold-Skillet
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