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RECTANGLE'S MAKE ME HAPPY! Circle's make me happier! :D :D :D

Warfare.

Feeling, the emotion that bury's within
to carry thought to mind
the burden of an honest sin
chemically pouring patterns and waves, twisting and turning to feed the shape, the anger and rage of society
challenging the broken
stealing the saved
raping the virgins
and leaving the remains to be hidden again lost in all their sin.

The cryptic words engrained in mind
hiding the lies hiding the lines
the tears in her eyes
the poems the rhymes

Stop:
kill the thought
the flow
the beat
pause in the chemical warfare
the temperment shared in hatred
in fear

the smell of the bodies
destroyed by the affair within
Hide
Let the innocence reside
carrying through to the life, never lived, never died
acrid to the point of distinction, the burning of flesh engrained with the memory of time, demise to those that fall the only crime
hazing the lives of the tribes
analyze:

feeling; the emotion left to feel
when alls left is the thrill
the blood that was spilt
within one mind...







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