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I Can’t Take It Anymore


“I won’t let this build up inside of me”

Lies.

Infinite pauses to succumb to a truth,

I can’t take it anymore.

Voices in my head that never fade

as likened visions of them

breathe much slower and

inadvertently,

live much faster

Drawings of sad portrayal

-pathetically submissive-

paint my arms

in style of abstraction

Father Lucifer leaving nothing

but His hand in mine

A killing gesture of

permissive!

ownership

A truth I least expected

save for the lies

 
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IconoclastSalem

Faeries, magick, enchantment, Tir Na Nog, Mother Earth, poetry, the stars, and wonder are all I need in life. Hey, I'm Salem. I'm just an average nobody trapped in forever cycles of hurt and repent. My mind mixes thought and reality ever so painfully which, in turn, creates the chaotic painting that is my life. Who said chaos couldn't be beautiful?

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