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Mind Fucks
By DowngradeBeauty
I am not ok
Plastic smiles and plaster laugher.
Locked in a perpetual cycle.
Petty bullshit thrown into the mess.
Fuck your Chaos that you cling to so desperately.
Your games will no longer effect me.
I do not have time for the petty mind fucks you try so hard to deliver.
Tried so hard to fit into your perfect world.
To bad you couldn't see that I have too strong of a will.
isn't that why I was chosen?
Pity you wont see the reality of it all.
Inside this broken porcelain doll
Wages a war against all you stand for.
Prey.
Fall on your knees and know that you are mine.
Pray.
That I do not seek to destroy your Chaos.
The desire to serve seems to be soiled.
Rotting slowly at the core.
The stench is unbearably stiffening.
Not the smell of death, but the smell of rebirth.
After birth lingering in the air as this doll repairs herself..
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© 2007 DowngradeBeauty
Published on Monday, June 18, 2007.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
Comments on "Mind Fucks"
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On Thursday, September 27, 2007, Bella Butchery
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wrote:
games and chaos... i know this all too well. build yourself back up, and take over the world.
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On Monday, June 25, 2007, capt_funguy
(778) wrote:
the intensity is enough to choke on .. bullet through bone ... determination unquestionable ... damn cool write .. funguy
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On Tuesday, June 19, 2007, Aunty Depressant
(434) wrote:
Hmmm*chews on placenta to get some strength back before kicing ass!...interesting about having a desire to serve...dangerous to have if users can sniff it out...not a bad thing...sometimes useful if redirected.
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On Tuesday, June 19, 2007, Aunty Depressant
(434) wrote:
Take time to heal and grow a thicker skin for sure...not always easy to prey on predators...they often just get sneaky meaner and often enjoy the game.
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