misery loves companypromises become broken,misery loves company by UnderTheRaptures
like the shards you chase
you hear something in the distant,
(It's the jones)
inviting you over for tea and cake again
His RemainsAlone in the Shadow of God,His Remains by RobAllen23
He bleeds music into the darkness
From between layers of the past-
Mouths long forgotten words
Whilst staring into shop doorways
Where drunks dribble vomit
Into frozen crystalline mandalas.
His present is an intrusion,
A knot in before and after:
He is beautiful and terrible
In the deliberate forsaking
Of easy halogen comforts
In temples where we bow our heads.
Catching his voice
Whilst avoiding his eye,
Numb to the cold night airs
And lack of graces of passers-by
He sits. He waits.
Pursued by nature for this
Defiance of time.
I love him for his unnatural symmetry,
Eyes glazed like a lover,
Torn apart on the white teeth of trauma.
In the shadow of God,
ZaqqumThe accursed angel weptZaqqum by MalevolentMalek
Beneath the withering tree
Of Zaqqum, He remembered his former
Prominent place then he spake:
"Why hast thou forsaken me?
My bitter despair is my only true
Companion, If thou hadst any
Mercy you would spare me
But even if thou offered thy
Ameliorating hand, I prefer sovereign misery"
Infernal flames shined in his glowing eyes
As seething tears of scorn crawled
Down his dark crimson cheeks
His minute horns as tiny mountains
Pointed towards the graceful heights, he scowled
Wiping his tears with coarse palms
His heart seared with boundless despair
As he beheld the vast inferno
Rivers of molten fire traversed
Through the tortuous confinement
Sparkling flames adorned the prison of abjection
Elevating and diminishing with ghastly smoke
Cavities scattered throughout Hell
An abyss of illimitable anguish or mouth
Of a vicious beast, Gazing above he distinguish'd
The rough gates hardly croaked and remain
Embellished with fresh and torrid blood
Scarlet drops quietly fell h
WentImminent proclamation on the razor's handle, seductive heat does not swoon here, the guarded claws of static caress in tidal dystrophies that suture splayed wounds and recall the reverberation of defect.Went by SnowmenLikeToWrite
Lean striations of sickly charm and misty red freckles become her, grounding heaven's array to permanence, directing inconsolable vengeance in the castrated mobs of receptacle Hoods who chew reams of sand with toothless maws and admonish the fetishistic indulgence of warier persons.
They apply shadow like petroleum across the wrinkled desert make, their hands have been melted down and solidified by the unwavering sheer of harsh impediments that signify estate.
Wads of erroneous pulp that sprout slender bones like masquerade spokes, gaudy and dense as candle wax.
They wipe their cropped abdomens and with mud and gold.
She enters unwed in the consolidated radio of designation and proponent evil, a slanted crown of brunette is pulled back in a pony-tail, chivalrous locks of hair are bleac
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