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Through the Lens of Melancholy
The demons gaze at me like they’ve drunken malice tea. A beverage filled with pure hate, only my spilt blood will fully satiate. Their thirst, and their hunger, because they feed on my worst. My thoughts and my feelings, all my troubled dealings. The times that I reached up and hit into glass ceilings…
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Resting Six Feet Beneath the Seabed
It burns so bright, my heart feels tight. My soul of pure white turns into a grey, ashen blight. My deeds carried out thus far have been nulled and void. Now I’m a fallen star – by my faith, I had been toyed. No longer will I, my destiny, avoid. With the power of a…
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My World’s On Fire and I Like It
How long will it take for me to perish – because I do know, in death I’ll relish. I want it to end some day soon. I pray for God to send me to the moon. A grave so deep, on the moon’s dark side. The place I’ll sleep whilst I control the tide of…
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Da Lyricist Physicist
I’m a lyricist physicistAnd I aimed for the starsI was told I need to aim highSo I could buy shiny carsAnd score golf parsBut I don’t know whyIt seems like quite the farceI let out a sighRealise that it’s all a lieBecause it’s all the sameIt’s all the sameReaching for fameJust look how lame I
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Toker Joker
The poem reflects the chaos and unpredictability of life using poker as a metaphor. It warns against the lurking dangers represented by “the Joker,” highlighting themes of desperation and existential struggle. The narrator grapples with self-doubt and seeks redemption while contemplating the fleeting nature of time and the influence of hidden forces.
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