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<title>~TASTE OF GREED~</title>
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<description>A STATE OF MIND TO A SUICIDAL&#x27;S HOLD &#x3C;br /&#x3E;INSTINCT TO BEAT THE LOSS OF CONTROL &#x3C;br /&#x3E;LOVE, HATE AND MURDER...MY BLOOD IS NOT IMMUNE &#x3C;br /&#x3E;PARANOID PSYCHOTIC, DEMENTED PERSONALITY...AN EMOTIONAL SOCIOPATH INSIDE OF ME AND YOU &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;MY PASSION FOR VIOLENCE WILL NEVER BE CONTAINED &#x3C;br /&#x3E;TWISTED, SHATTERED, VICTIMIZED...MORBID EVERLASTING TO REIGN &#x3C;br /&#x3E;SADISTIC EXCITEMENT, AN OBSESSION BEYOND YOUR IMAGINATION&#x27;S VIEW &#x3C;br /&#x3E;ABSORBINGLY MASTICATING, FEEDING ON A PART OF YOU &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;PENETRATING, EXECUTION, DETERIIORATING TO COMPREHEND &#x3C;br /&#x3E;HOLLOW, ALL BUT A THOUGHT IN THE END &#x3C;br /&#x3E;ERASING YOU AND ALL OF WHAT HAS BEEN &#x3C;br /&#x3E;FEAR ECHOS AND BLEND FROM THE CARCASS WITHIN &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;RAGING UNCONTROLLED &#x3C;br /&#x3E;WAITING TO UNFOLD &#x3C;br /&#x3E;ESCAPE NOT WHEN BREATH TURNS COLD &#x3C;br /&#x3E;WITH EACH HOUR TO EMPOWER, I BREAK ANOTHER MOLD &#x3C;br /&#x3E;&#x26;nbsp; &#x3C;br /&#x3E;YOU SEE NOT THE DEPTHS OF ME &#x3C;br /&#x3E;BEHIND THE EYE&#x27;S THAT BLEED &#x3C;br /&#x3E;WITHIN THE SOUL, TORTURED TO FLEE &#x3C;br /&#x3E;THESE LIPS SMILE FROM THE TASTE OF GREED </description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 04 Sep 2008 21:34 EST</pubDate>
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<title>~WHEN SHADOWS FALL~PART ONE</title>
<link>http://www.zorpia.com/IRONBUTTERFLY720/journal/1827619</link>
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  &#x3C;p&#x3E;COLD AND DARK REALITY MEETS ME IN THE MUTED BLACKNESS THAT GREETS TO SEEK AND BREAK ME FREE/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;FEAR LEAVES NOTHING OF EVIL TO EAT ME, NOT EVEN DEATH ERASED CAN DEFEAT OR BLEED THIS FREAK YOU SEE THAT I&#x27;VE COME TO BE/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;I CLOSE MY EYES HOPING TO GROW TO BECOME THE SPAWN I CAN CLOSE IN IT ALL...AND FADE INTO THE MOMENT WHEN SHADOWS FALL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;CASCADING AND DECENDING SMOOTH BLACK IMAGES WEIGHING NOTHING, BARELY THERE BUT ENOUGH TO CUT DEEP WITH EACH CLAW/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;TAKE BACK YOUR BREATH AND TASTE BLOOD FOR BLUFFING DIVIDING THE SHATTER FOR ECHOS TO SPLATTER FROM LIFELESS COLOR THAT RAPES THE SCENES AS SHADOWS FALL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;CAUGHT IN THE LIGHT WITH SOUNDLESS MOVEMENT, YET A GLIMPSE OF AN IMAGE DANCING TOWARD RUIN/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;I SPIT, THEN TASTE FOR AN IMPROVEMENT AS I TOSS MY FEARS AND START THE FIRES FOR BREWIN&#x27;/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;SILOHETED AGAINST THE OMNIOUS GLOW OF THE CANDLE, BREAKING SWEAT NAKED WE CRAWL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;LUST GROWS ON TEMPTATION I CANNOT HANDLE SILENT TO MY PLEASURES, PRESSURE BUILDS TO SPREAD WITH RELEASE TO SHED IT ALL WHEN SHADOWS FALL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;I WAKE FROM NOTHING INTO THE SOOTHING ARMS OF NIGHT/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;SWALLOWED WITHIN A SHALLOW BREATH, WET FROM THOUGHT/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;THE BLACKNESS DEVOURS ME FROM ALL BUT MY MINDS SIGHT/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;COLD AND EMPTY AS IF NOTHING I HAVE SOUGHT/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;TOO LATE TO CLOSE MY EYES AND MISS IT ALL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;WITH MY BACK AGAINST THE WALL, STANDING TALL...OPEN MY MOUTH FOR A TASTE WHEN SHADOWS FALL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;&#x3C;br /&#x3E;MY EYES ARE WIDE OPEN MY MIND IS ALIVE, I STUMBLE, I CRAWL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;SMOTHERING MY OWN SOUNDS TO GRASP DESTINY&#x27;S CALL, I GASP AS MY BREATH IS BORN TO STALL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;MY FEAR BREEDS THE SEEDS TO HELLS GATE WITH MY HATE STARTING SMALL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;
  &#x3C;p&#x3E;VISIONS BREAK TO DECORATE THE NIGHT AND LIGHT THE SKY WHEN SHADOWS FALL/&#x3C;/p&#x3E;</description>
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<pubDate>Mon, 11 Aug 2008 12:54 EST</pubDate>
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