

Roadkill RevisitedSplattered memories along white hot pavement The color of yesterday now a faded streak of reddish-brown Don't face it... Don't face me These broken bones to match my broken dreams And this broken heart With whispered wounds that can never heal The scarrings of distant emotions were re-opened so suddenly...so violently Which then, once opened, bled freely Gushing feverently for the very last timeRoadkill Revisited
I cried in agony...wailing, howling beneath the audience of a silent moon I'm crying joyously; for now the binds of a feeble mortality have been broken And I shall be leavi


My Deviant AlchemyTrust not your eyes 'les you know what you see For the knowledge they carry Yield but a fraction of me They offer the impression That I'm suitable prey A boy with questioning doubts With whose emotions to play Since your joy is in the pursuit, and Not the objects you seek to claim Your reward is the satisfaction Of having branded their egos with your name I'll hold my head high I'll challenge you with my eyes I harbor my own guilty pleasures I am my own weapon in disguise I'll welcome your teasing Your taunting Your innocent flirtationsMy Deviant Alchemy
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