Perfection of Darkness: The Fourth Book of Poems

Introduction: The Shaken

Why can't you take my clue

I don't wanna hear about her

It bugs the Hell out of me

I'm sorry but I don't know why

It's gonna drive me crazy

To the edge of insanity

I didn't know it was possible

Chaos has already filled my body

I didn't know anymore was possible

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And I won't sleep

The jealousy is eating me

And I'll never sleep

I rather die then close my eyes

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Suffrage has taken a hold

My blooded tears splatter your words

My body moves so much it's like I'm having a seizure

It's way to much to hide

But I'll do it for you own good will

Damned wishes won't bring me peace

This brutal existence will tear me apart

In Heaven and Hell

My stomach turns its self upside down

Each ray of agony will collide with it

And I'll throw up my heart so you can step on it

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And I won't sleep

The jealousy is eating me

And I'll never sleep

I rather die then close my eyes

And I won't sleep

Peace is far from me

And I'll never sleep

I rather bleed than keep these voices

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It never ended, why do you have to make it worse?

You put it at ease

And I know you mean no harm

But it's killing me

I'll just have to deal with

With every breath

It's still just as worth it

Don't let these emotions tear you apart

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And I can't sleep

The jealousy is eating me

And I won't sleep

I rather die then close my eyes

And I won't sleep

Peace is far from me

And I'll never sleep

I rather bleed then keep these voices

And I can't sleep

I'm even more disgusting then you imagined

And I'll never sleep

I'm sorry I couldn't be better

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I'm sorry that I've lost my mind

Only sorry that I show you no mercy

You can't sleep

The savages are eating you

And you won't sleep

Bloodied eyes but you still won't die

How many minutes, hours, days, will it take you to realize?

You'll be glad to hear that I don't care

And this blade ends up in your wrist instead of my own

I'm only sorry cause I have no sympathy

Open scars yet you still won't die

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How many wounds do I have to inflict?

I scream the question but you know I'm enjoying it

And I won't sleep

The killing is thrilling me

And you won't sleep

Severed arms yet you still won't die

Where is your voice, where is your will?

I'm holding your vocal cords, and I hope I have your soul to

Shake the table, witness the glass fall

Finally broken, the shattered glass cuts you

Spin the table, witness the vase fall

Finally shattered, the broken glass cuts you

Build me up, break me down

Finally useless, I cut you