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Date Posted: 12:39:29 03/13/03 Thu
Author: PACIFIC TRIALS
Author Host/IP: 12-231-176-45.client.attbi.com / 12.231.176.45
Subject: nightmares that surfaced from a shallow sleep... FUCK YOU.

a closed casket, on a horse with no name armed with a hatchet
a magic scenery, where i secretly move without the footprint, believe in me...
it seems to be a piece of me that moves on the backside of the octive that clotted reality...
blasphemy, spoken with forked tongues...
incorporated sons, who spun the silk web
born is the tilted thought, wilted & distrought, i fed on the loss
ingesting the cost of notions...
conversating with the coma, devotion only dictates our emotions, which leaves the physical hopeless
measure me... effortlessly glide, its cold inside the cranium
where neurons are connected, bridged with uranium
maybe when i summon the guard at the pearly gate
i'll shine perfectly, & personally conversate with my reflection
my essence, a polluted collection of flesh pieced together
a weathered man, who played teathered ball with the head who slept on, then crept on
without noticing the light upstairs was left on
i pressed on & etched strong
darts placed on slabs of concrete
a pawn is not necessarily obsolete to the most superior fleet
my interior is empty, absent is the heart that beats the livelihood serum
its him! its you... fear him

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