My Dear Bittersweet Chaos

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    The Emptiness Machine

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    Okay I was going to put this up on Thursday, and I know you're getting tired of me in this thread and probably going :rolleyes: right now. But come with me, we have a journey to complete. Join me in my chaos.

    My Dear Bittersweet Chaos

    Enlightened moon, in a room
    Blanketed by blankets, a casket doomed
    Thus were I: and so you
    Veils whitened in mascara shade
    On the one that I'd had adore
    Without a handle: I walk through the fog
    Holding this melting candle: it's so hot
    Jaded voice; striped clean
    Trumpets roar, broken theme
    730 days or more before I realize
    A whore you were in disguise
    Blinds are placed upon the lookouts
    No piano keys introduce the bride to be
    Now I feel the loathe, as if an interest fee
    Upon the day, you took the heart from out of me
    Speak of karma, I speak of hatred
    Things come back to haunt things once faded
    I laugh, I cry, I find a reason
    But you threw a kiss of love, a sigh
    Blinded by the silks of treason
    A bitch so self-consumed; I hope you die
    Misery is only part of what you will find
    Not what you were looking for
    Yet a raven on your shoulder
    Sign of what? Sign of evil dear
    My sadism has grew.
    And still I wish to nibble on your ear
    Not to pleasure but to tease
    Like blood pouring from out your virginity
    Wicked thoughts, they plague me still
    But broken hearts they hardly heal
    And if they do; they remember
    Especially that august burning ember
    The tears shed mean nothing now
    Just one more day and love's burned brown
    Enlightened moon, in a room
    Blanketed by blankets; laughing a casket doom
    And thus were you, and so I thought of picking up the blade
    But did not, as I watched as you ran out the room
    Eyes frozen to the scene like a crumbled broken clay
    Bitch; I see your veils blackened in mascara shade


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