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philophobia
03:02
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if i could die, i would,
just to escape your lust,
fetishist of the undead,
leave me be.
i've persisted for millennia,
you cannot fool me.
i have seen marauders
who make you but a clown.
you think you're evil,
you're a coward,
a wannabe goth,
a barbie doll wretch
playing with matches in a bathtub.
you fear love,
i fear nothing.
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the soul made free
02:30
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you are like a dewy feather
softer than the down & heather
sharper than the hewing axe
that felled the tree
to make my heart beat.
but i have fear, my love
i have a fear of love, my dear.
i have a fear of you
and you to me,
no farther than a dream can be.
I pray for the release of my soul.
may i never become like my captor,
may i grow wings,
and may i fly to a better world.
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modern cupidity
04:37
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i see myself reflected in you entirely.
sick & dysfunctional heart
and my soul,
black with your desire.
snow is your cloud,
and i summon a parting
of tufted curtains,
ochre blue & lifted
from your eyes, you are waxing,
a crescent of orange cruel beauty.
i declare my choice,
to waste away & marvel
at the gluttony of your existence.
moon of my apple
& worm in my brain,
controlling me to watch you wane.
(Endymion, my lover of the moon.)
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fear of love
04:26
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if you can see,
with the forest in your eyes
if you can see,
a blackbird from a grackle
then you can see the way you make me feel.
then you can see the things you do are wrong.
you have the fear of love,
it's clear you are obsessed with doing harm.
if i could cleanse myself of memories,
i would still remember you to know what's right from wrong.
can't you see the way you make me feel?
(you, have the fear of love…)
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you did not want to wed me.
you lusted to wed the idea of me,
while corporeal me suffered of sepsis
from mutilated wounds you soberly chose to inflict.
despite my septic fever
i have never met anyone more sick than you.
you carved years from my life
& harassed my friends until they abandoned me in illness.
ere i die of abject shame, i hallucinate Hell
& unlike you, i will to pull myself away.
i will never become like you,
& i will never look back.
Orpheus survives.
you are a violent, evil soul
& i am in Heaven, alone.
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