MARTYRDOM
Hands to the chest
Like a crooked scarecrow
In search of liberty.
Cascades of serene hostility
From brick red to cloudy scarlet,
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Posts by commune writers
20
Nov
TOSS OF THE YOUTH
In your belly flow ideas
Yet you lie dormant
Beneath your feet are treasures
But you still lament of garment
Around your waist ar...
19
Nov
LOVE WATCH
Let your Grace find you and the moon catch you
For within you is where you belong entirely
In your Adams garden beneath, where your all...
18
Nov
DEMON INC
From the ages of six,
I've been seeing demons.
Demons; the emissaries of the
devil.
First encounter was,
When I had m...
17
Nov
HEART ASSAULT
And I found maybe another right person I suppose, it’s like I don’t know what am
feeling, for it’s not the first time this is happening...
16
Nov
THE PROLETARIAT’S PLIGHT
Work for your money!
I heard him roar like a lion in
perfidy
While I hastily fired on like an
ox
To realize the day's wage was a
ho...
15
Nov
THE IMMORTAL COMBAT
Enthroned in Heavenly places,
A Being so powerful which at nothing is driven
United without breach and space is,
The Tri...
14
Nov
TORN TO BITS
Trust none but the dead
Most exist to get the head.
Silence all forms of integrity
None will appreciate this sincerity.
Relieve...
13
Nov
12
Nov
BROKEN
I have always believed that we are
the writer of our story, how sadly wrong I turned out to be. We are merely like
an artist playing ou...