Black & White:
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Run your rusted, painted,
Fingernails . . .
Down, my,
Back again.
Saturate me,
Satisfy me.
Don’t deny me . . .
This.
You know I need this.
Make me, feel alive!
-Release me-
Don’t deny me this!
You know I, need this!
Bathe me in, another fountain,
Of misconceptions . . .
***
Reality seems so dark and lifeless,
With-out,
Suffering.
Purest contentment,
Mixed with,
Bitter resentment . . .
Don’t deny me this.
Can’t you see I need this?
How can I enjoy tomorrow,
If I’m not in pain today?
Can you understand your own emotions,
If you always feel, the same way?
What is the point of our existence,
If not, to rise above our past?
What would you, rise from?
***
Touch me with your,
Cold steel fingertips . . .
Run them,
Down, my,
Back again.
Fill this void of my desire.
Elevate me, one step higher.
Don’t deny me . . .
Just,
Don’t deny me . . .
. . .
Make me feel . . .
. . .
I need to feel . . .
Make me, feel alive!
-Release me-
Don’t deny me this!
Execute me!
Free me of this!
Drowning in, another fountain,
Of misconceptions . . .
There are, no exceptions . . .
. . .
. . .
We need this.