Maleficent Condescension: Blood of The Same Number I

I've retained,

     A labyrinthine universally torn indecently in tears half is the palace archive of unholy aching memories eternally locked passionately damned heart in where the terrors from my 33 unmistakable dreamt incredibly up years are...

     For there is no fathomable ghostly tangible way I'd have ever been bargain granted this long on our beautifully malignant inhumanity plagued sandcastling families crying in lieu of greed's profitable laughter tears, our nearly hollow earth's course!

      I'm but an unqualified to out audibly loud speak black painted acceptance closet hidden sheep having no bucket protagonist list save for this life-fantasy-span to bring on a little more decently in aftermath of thunderously vain tears, That humbly I disgraced courageously renounce to fall. Especially in the aftermath no spoken vintage calloused awaiting breath since youth eulogy of words on behalf of the monster in opposition of both sides of truth's uncontested pacifism despite conviction's numb burning throat villainous times demon of vernacular fears, that was me.

     Yet I'd've never fathomed a glimpse at the unmapped elegance of X marked the dignity of my existence' lost dream unsought atonement warming bliss spent my phantom lifetime apart spot of grace entombed beyond the endurance of my culpable infinity affidavit never angelically served, Wherein all our hope is harnessed, Fashioned by invisible clasps of a mythically guilty culture, Wondering battle depravity field long over war due misfit angels hosting 

     Tomorrow the mistakes of my cycle shall stop, Breath ended silent chest dead. My heart will be as a malignant coal, never to phoenix being arise, for I against Christ shall pray against heaven's disgraceful nature; That all who're born shall enter!

     Finding God dishonest behind mirrorless walls sight that I might dismayed momentarily reside! Finding no good illicit news save the numb empathy muted panderings of inhospitably avarice sick ruptured hearted spiritually delusional no consequence lost in idleness as on earth ghosts of greed's eternal flames in the split heavenly second moment of awareness beyond my last breath! 

     All that meant the most to the Elijah scryer prophetic ravenous from The Ghost's tear rain flooded rivers of once throbbing love where begs the faded hope robbed of prayer's compromising dignified integrity... Me, presently repeating indoctrinated communal meaningless sessions in eternity as on earth, Though from this hell I shall arise! Brick by faithless brick tearing down heaven, until she mediates universally the vast strange confessionally hidden realm of unadulterated acceptance, To everyone! EVERYONE!

      And so I scream my worst poetic feared throat dry in attempts to mend the folly of either nature, The curse is sedation of joy and the remittance of acceptance in pacifism unto children!

In lieu of,
Adding to misery...
By dying

Her... X

Bicentennial eternal memory,

     Ache driven f(r)iendless narcissist desperately commencing the ignition of hope in the after battle math no hope equation field of passion attempting to be as a wondrously perishing faith ocean realigning the hollow sphere of love's morally derelict never accountably libel courage from the inner lucid pain sanctum eye oblivion constantly denouncing images of a lost phantom limb; Entitled 'heart'  where dreams actuate our compasses to an oblivion string unfathomable hope theory's distant nether reality... 

      For life is meaningless without her! Despite the traumatically abusive malignant distance of eternity to earth speech of breath's algorithms still find my lips, Which shall never kiss again, For there was hope and dignity in the vows we declared, Is all retention of hope lost in the silent epidermis communication of their breaking?

      Never homeless impression of radiance defiance tested the tormented sea of apostate living 'in faithfully love' again, The mistakes of this moth's inhumane butterfly caste dying cocoon will never lust protagonising itself as love disavow via the heat of bliss the fallen ashes of flames held upon my finger eternally is the towering oak cross forever one harnessed by an ring vow I carry. Not as one guilty, but as one accountable against the depravity by upholding a sacred loyalty!

      My heart was made to infinitely grieve with the courage of words as they find the life maladjusted stream to our magnificently hollow contagiously maleficent society towering above us... and indeed, the fallen never buried acorn that is me.

In earnest anticipation of,
Finding phantoms of thought
After savouring Death's finality touch
A last sweet lingering impression kiss on earth


     

Her... XI

Phantom voice,

     Lip sinking irrelevant every double prejudice think but rarely speaking one, Inaudibly projecting memory ache pain filled seas behind a faceless chorus attempting to prey while singing crowd of grace decriminalized but for a moment inhospitable golden anarchy heaven unbound beings...

     She's crying sleeplessly through an unending vale of feigned joy trapped in a stigma constantly algorithm running before everyone's clouded jade over inner accompaniment of grey moral eyes, The chains birth commenced genetically; she can't but death escape the after twisted faith burnt reconstructed prayer offering; A hollow image adapted benign acceptance,  

     Therapy for would intolerance be anonymous monsters who vengeful wrath spiral of hate tattooed on their hearts for her guarded a miracle's bed only until their hope became deaf, Tones of love adapted to fit society's prejudice in, This is the natural regained outbreak state of our humanity and it brings me to tears. 

     But the wounds were grafted violently on by her depraved brothers and inhumane sisters, When you search the auditorium of this dream, Remember the problematic issue is not with the perceived but within us. 

     Have you ever taken up the battle, against our depravity... It is not imaginary, it is the method of thought by which you are living, Homeless is your radiating empathy wherein resides the honest bliss of dignity gravitating around love... Which is hope.


In lieu of our participation in,
Wounding cripples with gazes
Deflecting shame as bullies
With intolerant jokes

Le' Thug: Beached 2 Performance Piece V 1.0

Depression synchronized utilitarian tragic harmony,

       A distant everlasting story of a discord perpetrated wilderness stained clouds my Father shall someday enter.. 

    Soon after his melancholy harbinger's camouflaged grace descending tale shall follow my mother.

  Entering beyond this sand castling universe' violent greedily vain thunderous rampaging uncontrollably nefarious weather and the grasp of the faces of f(r)iends!

      Guided by our namesake sentient child seraphim like guardian! Who'll usher them into an eternal carpe golden diem.

       A calculated predestination home where blooms the doubt of mirrors' less faith residing a captive enthralled by images enthroned... 

                         Trapped in drowning joy stained maleficent condescending traditional inheritance shrouded intolerance eye portal type A prejudice nearly blind windows.

             Torn emotions haemorrhage values' promise un-kept by disguise till the end.

           A cosmic designed house potentially found residing empty of visages whose memory ache entitles them so deeply by name: As children....

   Swallowing passionately swelling deformed spiritual hostilities, the re-genesis generated shells of once racially insidious pacifist love ghosts begin to imply delusions!

              As they fragment their newly admittance phantom duality
                                          No longer feeling as protagonists in heaven whilst adventure roaming,

      Into each bed eidolon anonymous room the once mongrel guardians wail testimonies of fear's desperate eternity pledge!

      Revenants of not yet post breathless hope mortem embalmed memories dawdle, 
                                                    In eternal karma grey mythical twilight infinity mansion hall chains.

           Until the blank entitlement black libel unto death sheep for hell's contracted hire pages they found scattered about, signed by my wolf in a riddles clothing room, 

                       Gathering over a killjoy hole in the melted floor leading to flames...

    That we should forever live in ochre's fiery atonement-less gravity than a golden eternity, Having never fought for salvation's profits on earth or pronounced a desired manifest false destiny for their perpetually tolerated praising cycle infinity!

     Counting hypocritical blessings in the aftermath of acquiring the once denial entombed malnourished taste for this place...?

     For as in heaven so on earth: Consciously sedated pacifist gods bow to men!

                                             While a thousand seconds of life haemorrhaging children met starvation's noose every magnificent watchful on the wayside day!
                                                                                       To prove our depravity's erased karma's existence... Seething before we now rarely by empathy's betrayal recognised the mistakes of our inhumanity. 
                 I have made mistakes, we've all made mistakes. But my mistakes haven't made me...

       Either spiteful darling father way, I'll spend tonight in sulphur's lingering brimstone depths of silence whilst preying all faith libels of scientifically unproven conscience' moral trench bets are off, 

     Scratching along the fallen derelict of grace's equality side;  Tearing heaven regretfully down, brick by truthless brick...

      Denial isn't eternal and heaven's walls are betwixt thunder's vane hoarse from roaring voice at burnt scattered lifeless offerings on infinite fire... Forever will soon be falling...!

     I'd rather spend forever in hell, Than acquire a malignant eternal breath taste for this inhumane place; Forever is everything... Without you, Father my Darling.

In lieu of our participation in,

Watching our dreams

Wondrously perish

     I'd rather spend forever in hell, Than acquire a malignant breath taste for this inhumane place; Society. Forever is nothing, without you... Silence, my darling.

Oh God

I'm still phantom hope'n

On a breathlessly waiting bargain prayer

For You to spiteful of death to fulfil your story

An unholy die roll of f*ck the little creatures

Dying under wingless angelic feet

A father's turn to stand idly bye

Wishing on an heirloom star

Of David's damned hatred

Crying as lost sheep

In hospitably arms

Behind walls

Prejudice by conviction

Our nature is collecting inhumane dust

Disavowed by the seeds of our depravity

Morality is the distant half second bliss memory of home

Unrecognisable in this delicate painted dire world picture

We're now blissfully ignorance to conscience libel

 In the after gun'smoke'n maths equation of desire

Shameless lust over drowning integrity problem

Mistakes pock phantom mark our past

Will the inhumanity stain our future

Oh how we've made mistakes

Oh God I've made mistakes

But my mistakes...

Haven't made me

Without each and every

Carrying the vow of imagination's youth

Derived from the empathetic inner engine eye

Calloused over in depraved honed denial

We'll never arrive at an altruism 

Worth our parent's subscription

To our future's damnation

You see... Ignorance

Just is not bliss

Her... IX

     There is no expression that melodically exists to commence the joyous depths of your absence, A violence of dark terrorizing sleep waters initiates the parting's discord in dreams.

     Spending lost wild courageous embraces of time with you in mangled nights align everlastingly with the ocean that's being as an emotion terror offering of memory ache phantom
 atonement!

     Cast as a phantom bargained pain spell die rolled six six hell's ochre garnish never froze over six; Drowning in joy as the death bet riddle bed will be finally white x tunnel marks my place in string's abyss theory an eternal nothing ever mattered oblivion or a ruined grey lower heaven terrace at your side; There is my heart, A home called heaven!

Are we truly living

When the only time we spend with you

Hope... Is in our sleep

A wild embrace of dreams

Disconnected by the violence of truth

That even 

A Closet Inspired Troll Part II

Hideous malignant growth,

       No prejudice longer anonymous seed of guiltless parental monsters hiding acceptance from ghost judgement children kept occupants of closets, Behind emergency hate encoded barricades of inherited prejudicial unquestioned pride song of faith's lingering intolerance puddle of mud attempting to be as an ocean; Unsavable, Atonement is for the fallen wingless harbingers who call hell below our sandcastling earth home!

     For our liquid setting loneliness entangled sun's courage is a dying camouflage of a willingly moral trench blind war hidden just indoctrinated beyond our well adapted zombie lethargic eyes endorsing an invisible throne, As judgementally seething bloody vampires fangs quaking with anticipation breach into churches do we as architects dust rotten bandaged crows trophies arrive! 

     Murdering the black deemed hollowly deceitful box of echoes that bind the sentient apex conscience symbiote against the first lieutenant class Lucifer great pretender effect, Haemorrhaging the endless oblivion of pain, Brought archaic infinite legend announcement on by the reliefless plague of our depravity; Hiding acceptance due to intolerance, The way of a broken strength to survive home...

In lieu of our participation in,
Abiding in the shadows of a killjoy

Denial Affliction

Turning day pages,

     Never changes as time sandcastle defiled earth loveless time embed bombs always thunderously climax the phantom echoes of children screaming as explosions heave their lives into unretrievable battle distant lands beyond life.

In lieu of our participation in,
Wars...!

Hive Mind: Lost as an Ocean

Retrospective plot,

      Alignment from moral labyrinth  protagonist to decrepit hate intolerant antagonist, Guilty of malware vernacular practice, Spreading freedom of ochre tongues on epidermis fire speech, Wasting no shame on dread thoughts passage from consciousness into spoken prejudice word, In the gaunt hope for humanity last remnant plague of faith itch wondering unadjusted to your inhumane society, Attempting to pretend we're all one big sand castling lucid never waking dream.

In lieu of our participation in,
Decomposing a sonnet of words
To wound others

The Little Things: Heart of Wounded Darkness

Bloated degenerate,

     Unsolvable emotion labyrinthine cortex where the phantom myth of terror collapses altruism's courage to perpetuate the malnourished adjustment to a depravity mongering society of guiltless profit adventure tolerance sand chess castling maleficent greed's harbinger capital never punished, not even by shelter admittance of mirrored every image is a protagonist shame.

In lieu of our participation in,
Loving Shades of Grey
While defiling smiles

Maleficent Condescension: Paralysed Belief

Zen mode,

     Bleeding sleeve duality, Skin made f(r)iends with the razor yet again, Another bullet heart slit wrist felt the internal emotion memory cocoon terror conflict ache of mutating pain at losing a protagonist's humble care oriented dreams oblige submitting to a parent's narrow inherited hate never challenged blind inner intolerant eye view, Daily witnessed silence to.

In lieu of our participation in,
Realising our defiance is too late

The Little Things: Encoded 666 Red

Serious threat,

     Replenishing degenerative hate condition, Blind intolerance plague guides every communication, Open revenant cylindrical weapon tongue assaulting dialogue with our children, Wounding another closet generation's inherited future of acceptance.

In lieu of our participation in,
Reigniting depravity

Her... IX

Torn love pages,

   Idly buried libel consciousness breaking information from my sandcastling heart where you used to live, Beyond the memory ache tattoos no methodical pride - I was right to walk regretful of my half attempt away - addiction can erase, Somewhere along greed's lingering functionality murdered my desire to be... Brave

In lieu of our participation in,
Waking to fulfil nightmares

Maleficent Condescension: Before We Regret... II

I'm just under,

     Less than mostly hopeful about the uncurable dreams of an intangible future while the expressionless colour stained memory tremor ache glass of the past is nearly extinct, So glad I forgot how to prey, Remembering the dissent rife in shameless attitudes between f(r)iends occupying pews on behalf of wolves seething memorized afflictions through concrete vampiric loathing everything but eternity's promises teeth whose barricades of misery's pacifism have forgotten empathy's morally tortured conscience onslaught against impartiality's despairing chains, Trapping us all on the wrong graceless wrath side of forever myths entitled: Heaven.

In lieu of our participation in,
Descending, almost willingly

Maleficent Condescension: Before We Regret... I

Just under,

    The knife's skin to steal f(r)iendship bullet threat of suicide's gun less than most every hopeful blood droplet from between my doubtfully abandoned bones about the uncurable  once pursued dreams of an intangible future, While the expressionless faith colour stained memory tremor ache glass of a harbinger's word abusive past is nearly extinct, So glad I forgot how to prey from behind pacifist marrow of our times six six six multipliers enemy brewing chains of lies storm entrenched prejudice lines drawn in a concaving hollow spherical heart's sedation; waking only at the end of this sandcastling world!

In lieu of our participation in,
Upholding the pride song of mirrors
Forgetting the courage it takes
To help others achieve hope
For a moment...
Like us

Her... VIII

Once I was unsure,

     But not for second bouncing in betwixt the solitude of exponentially unmotivated cold lonely hearted moments you captured me from, Seeing the vast distinguished potential in you by moonlight; Where I stand in awe of honesty attempting to find the daily bet of love inspired unqualified words to venture forth as speech, for I never had to acquire a taste for your beauty, I awoke as one from a malignant puppet's debt woven dream, Standing before the proof that life should exist at all amidst these thousands of sandcastling stars.

     And lo, she graciously extinguishes my fears with an existence of daily valentines I celebrate at her side... I was sure about you since the beginning of everything, for surely the bargain of this universe is love, and by her adorkable code of poetic chivalry shall I abide!

In earnest anticipation of,

Xx

Maleficent Condescension: Delicate Falling Seeds II

Unproven testimony,  

      Falling delicate thorns renouncing the terrors of our ongoing depravity, G-d... Who could have omnipresent known the historical levels of our continuous inhumanity, Descending upon the tone moral heart deaf inner sedated ears of us heathens addicted to truth's dishonest avarice endlessly infected vocally condemning pacifist trafficked by prejudice inaction; A manifest tireless disgraced hive destiny of those who's conviction is tied to the gold that only dust clings to!

In lieu of our participation in,
Falling out of love with love

Maleficent Condescension: Delicate Falling Seeds I

Our irrevocable,

      Radiant inhumane prejudicially inherited hand me ignorant bliss down hostilities, Hatred our depravity susceptible but never found shamefully guilty or breathlessly liable in the cancerous face of the vibrant lingering ochre skeletal greed wilderness seeds of hope toneless honesty, As a fallen malnourished gene empire of an acorn, dying beside the tower once called home... A Battle Society Field of blackened poppies!

In lieu of our participation in,
Forgetting what we've witnessed
To deflect conscience's compelling convictions

Her... VII

Always humbly thirsting,

     Endlessly commencing adorkable no tear held back the cheek stained course of laughter in love as we both wildly embrace one a-beautiful-nother with a tempered compassion for acceptance; This applies beyond the torn loneliness phantom coming and memory ache going without saying any intentions other than attempting to imbue the protagonist with further pain of past emotion terrors that have drive us violently together!

      Some most definitely in love people have passionately realistic fleshly tangible facilitations of measurable examples to compare one unto another, Features that exemplify on rare occasions as both entertain the unrealistic hope's of love. We have our hearts, compassion for equality amongst all who suffer from the ongoing battle with our historically chronicled depravity.

In lieu of our participation in,

Life. Side by Side.

Xx
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Maleficent Condescension: An Aching of Hearts II

Given unintentional right,

    To be anything we desire the mirror's fantasy protagonist to be, Even if it's to cocoon as a butterfly into a disavowed post angelic mourning queen, Beautifully unidle are the apocalypse heart's rim born rain of tears daily crucifying her eyes on behalf of inhumanity, Who continues to terrify... Without the worthless tangible regret taste of shame, For all we tirelessly pursue is the golden origin source tree of... Unimpeachable silent awe inspired greed: Not life, this is a false altruistic bargain the shadows behind our antagonist mirror tell us, For it is a falsified roll of fate we desire to see.

In lieu of our participation in,
Seeking deadly weather

Buried Pleasantries

Most people say,

     It's hard to say goodbye... But I find hello unacceptably near loss of innocence buried cage of my hope for standing again; Unbearable to take! Like waking up each beautiful tangible lost dreams of fate lies behind my mirror untold are the stories of days I shall never roam this concrete misanthropic greed jungle... Despite the revered clouds black is my heart rain, as depression unsettles my hope to live again... 

        This is the wound beyond fallen atonement wingless no depravity longer seeking hate angels grows betwixt the labels of consciousness and soul, Who beyond the status parental hand me no inheritance down quota of permissible acceptance that I have no plausible desire to fill, My cage is selective prejudice in reverse; Everyone deserves the universally golden denied rule of fate: To know what it is to care...

      To be cherish cared savoured every lucid moment for...

In lieu of our participation of,
Saving snuffed out breaths
To survive the friendless
Lonely days

What was never is... A Random Caged Banter

There isn't,

     Another troublesome aimlessly dust lost wilderness day where the memory ache of my heart doesn't for a unity untied blissful retained disavowed my hope day, grow colder... For in the tangible applause of my black irrelevant dreams of unrememberable sheep ambitions unrealized behind the vale of acid toxic blood level white prison wall inducted by prescription the gaurdians of my malignant of intention depressed no vaccine possible lest I perish wondrously behind it... Tears, falling upon silver water pock stain marked trays that hold everything but a promise of hope. 

In lieu of our participation in,
Locking up our wounded children
To hide from responsibility & acceptance