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True Lust is Lust UnrequitedIn a momentary lapse of reasonTrue Lust is Lust Unrequited by Pr0metheusUnb0und
the horseman's marbled sword
crushes on the languid broad street,
breaking its walls and letting
all the lustre letters flow.
All the worn out places,
all the forlorn faces and I,
we balter in the iridiscent swamp,
dreaming away in this miasma
towards a masterpiece:
"In a remote bar of desires,
a mechanical heart is rusting
on the pillows scattered
on the floor; basking in its lust
for the ubiquitous spark.
For the halcyon-bird nested
in the flowers on the high wall,
beneath a roof of bed linens,
abreast the fireflies in cages
and above the rage of souls."
The EdgeI stand too close to the edgeThe Edge by B-U-Ts
Waiting for that feeling
The one that I can't quite control
The one that tricks me into thinking
That I finally know what to do
And I feel it
I feel it in my lungs
Rushing through the cold air that I breathe
I feel it in my heart
Thumping uneasily with irregular beats
I feel it in my skin
Racing across me like electricity
Now I'm closer to the edge
Closer than I've ever been
The toes of my chucks hang over the line
And I feel that this might actually be it
My body tingles
And my brain hums with adrenaline
There are no questions anymore
There are only answers
Like what drove me to this point
And what forced me to the edge
It's all happened before
But this time might very well be the last time
DomumFrom whence cometh this needDomum by BriarTriplePlay
So deep in the primal
Without its presence
Such vacuous emotions
Hors de combat
Sore blinded eyes
Seek familiar surroundings
Helpless yea hopeless
Confronting bitter winds
Bitten to the bone
Discover the kindred
Each dogging the last.
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