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Lowercasemmmmmm

Lowercasemmmmmm

enclave

this dark dug out hollow
where the loyalties of men are honed,
says more with an empty gesture
than is ever said out loud,
they want your blood and tears
priceless drops of internal fluid,
made contrite by forced attrition
a dying soul made pallid,

Otras obras de Lowercasemmmmmm...
I don't know

I’m not sure if what I seek truly exists I’ve followed its tracks shed tears in the foam of its wake I’ve pursued it
the foundling

borne on the mist, the steam that… from the bowels of the earth, a rotting effigy of a godless hear… surely once held a fastidious beli… this foundling permeates a landsca…
the oak memorial

it was less than heavy the smell was more subtle than str… an ethereal or angelic waft though my nose is often wrong, but I recall it so vividly
Amy's a wound that still stings

I saw you the other day your coy smile, whats that about? its been a couple of years since t… I saw your face, its been a while. You just walked right past me
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the buttered chimp

You sit on my knee Wriggling like a serpent Contorting like a gymnast Like a buttered chimp Head butting my lips
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treadmill

you live your life forever unhappy persistently vexed at who you are, permanently gazing at the treadmil… wishing you were them, while they… you live your life forever unhappy
slim desire

Slim desire, come and nourish me Let my bygone youth play havoc sti… Be the appeal of all fabric lay he… Steely eyed, insulated, a melodic… Slim desire, come and force feed m…
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the death of a wannabe gangster

you lived out your gangster fantas… through association rather than ab… you mingled with the bigger fish and your small crew grew and thriv… making money hand over fist
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peel back your skin

peel back your skin who will you show what will you be and who will you know your cats eyed face
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slow sand

I thought that it was all a dream a terrible nightmare that meant no… God doesn’t exist, I’m smarter th… now... I’m not as sure as I was, I’ve opened my eyes of late
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when the last laugh is over

and when the last laugh is over who’s face will wear the grin, as shoulders rest and eyes dry and waiting sadness nears begin, and when the last laugh is over
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your bullet

Your bullet was a thought that wen… An open wound, your point of view… Your the cause, the echo and the s… The curse, the dew and the scratch… And all that rings true and all th…
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under the wing of the pegasus

you were a storm cloud raging though a calm storm, your electrical eyes venting high you could jump and fly, soar and lift to a thermal glide
blank canvas

I bring to you a crisp white empty… so that you might paint me the wor… give me your word and I’ll spill m… to ease your controlled strokes I… with the tongue of a feline lick t…
slow rotation

slow rotations the stars shine a bright ricochet, the glitter-ball moon hangs the night a crisp navy blue, our eyes hold a short embrace
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