Singing ravenous melodies
Content that she could put to song
Her misery
Across ten fold oceans
Sailing in alternative octaves
Of songs conjured in darkness
Beneath the dome of insects
Mating in loud moans
Buzzing along
Bzzzzz
He carved emptiness in the lair
As lions roared royally
Hyenas swiveled crude tools
And aimed it at the pretty back
Of the much ugly face
That wasted was
By the plague attack
There again she lay stricken
Choler full
In a colorful collar dress
Weaved by uprooted wings
That reflected emotion
In dual tones of light
Anthony as was
Stripped by Miss Cleopatra the fifth
Right then losing his respect
Of being calculative and
More like a queen on a chess board
Who has no more than to protect her beloved?
Threw his sword at the arousal
Of his curd grinding organ
Spit spit on him
And what would her fault be?
The one who sang bitter melodies?
She was raped
Merely, now society’s bait
Maybe paying cause she was Cleopatra in her last fate
Now losing faith
Hah
Blind
Eyes ripped apart
Nerves bloody ended dangling
Hallelujah
There we are yet bound by karma
So do good now.
Haha
Find good
Give me ecstasy
Colorful pills
Shut Up.
I will do my enemy.
Ride dragons till Aunt Hazel calls me back
To fuck opiates.
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