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Enshrouded innocence
Muddled in misfortune
Flaws outline your morbid complexion
Dependent in your decadence
Plaintively, I watch you dissolve

When do the pigs squeal..?

I visualize your torture
Bittersweet
Dreams that desire separation
Anxious to get away
In chains encounter butchery

Break away
Break the chains
I hear the pig squeal..
In distant fog
Crazed butchers rave

Fragments of her arrangement lay
Twitching in puddles of red
Icy metal recalls livid reflections
A glare behind the rust
Various pieces of agony are strewn
Amidst wreckage flesh twists
I wished only for your fingers to be cut from the fist
So that your filthy palm would slip from my wrist

Here you lay in ruin
And your inards seem to moan
Lung tissue spasms on the floor
Struggling for one last breath
Plaintively, I watch you dissolve.
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(W)HOR(E)MO(A)NES
Date: Friday, 2nd November 2007 @ 10:14:13 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: wretched_reflections

Enshrouded innocence
Muddled in misfortune
Flaws outline your morbid complexion
Dependent in your decadence
Plaintively, I watch you dissolve

When do the pigs squeal..?

I visualize your torture
Bittersweet
Dreams that desire separation
Anxious to get away
In chains encounter butchery

Break away
Break the chains
I hear the pig squeal..
In distant fog
Crazed butchers rave

Fragments of her arrangement lay
Twitching in puddles of red
Icy metal recalls livid reflections
A glare behind the rust
Various pieces of agony are strewn
Amidst wreckage flesh twists
I wished only for your fingers to be cut from the fist
So that your filthy palm would slip from my wrist

Here you lay in ruin
And your inards seem to moan
Lung tissue spasms on the floor
Struggling for one last breath
Plaintively, I watch you dissolve.


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