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These transactions don't satisfy your thirst
But instead make your quench worse.
Feeding you images of deception to a world now unseen;
Choking the righteous and encouraging the senseless,
Down a tunnel with two ways to go.
Your first way feeds on your debased sanity.
Grasp unto chance withheld by the vile
And you will see the light of day;
Everything will be perceived in a new way
Guiding your path to freedom.
The other depends on your resignation to this world.
Choose this path to a tomb that reads,
“If only we were there.”
Continue to feed the toxin to your veins
While slowly you decay to your grave.
Your eyes can cry hero;
They can bleed sorrow.
Unto this world of madness
Where worse things are considered sane
And yours- impractical.
- Title: broken water
- Artist: Husk3
- Description: tell me what ya think... thx
- Date: 01/26/2009
- Tags: broken water
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Comments (2 Comments)
- NakedJack - 02/02/2009
- Oh, this deserves to be read again later, favorited. I'll have to read it again to tell you what I think. Btw, I think you mis-used quench. Screws up the slant rhyme and you can't reuse thirst...... dryness sounds stupid..... well, sense you are turning things into symbols and metaphors......Instead making your dissatisfaction/hunger/parched mouth worse. That's keeping the structure of the line the same. Hope these suggestions don't piss you off, I hate when people attempt to help me.
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- adrian1996emo - 01/28/2009
- nice..
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