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Deformed by conquest

More than a little more than-

Some times we all need,

More lies about someone who-

Shreds their world into a-

Growing, feeding demon seed.

Its True-

(Trust me)

We all may die someday.

But now the colors swirl as I-

Fly away.

Love is only pinpoint guilt-

A subtle way around

Tiptoeing filth.

Deformed by nature and mothers bumblebee’s-

We may all have a chance to see-

The new world-my new reality.

I once dreamt that I killed my aunt-

So real my vision seemed.

So upon awaking I come to find

Once torment - twice reality.

So warm the worms of washing blood,

The parasite of my flower,

Containing all and releasing more,

Defecated power.

My love my true my lies (no comma)
Such grammar in ethereal flames.

Although my skin is blue and black

My structure remains the same.

Subject, predicate, noun and verb

Ellipses, colon, heart and spleen.

Dissect almost everything

Almost everything - I mean.

　

Author's Note

I wrote this piece while reading a blog on animal abuse. Although the poem itself has nothing to do with the subject it still sparked a creative note. Isn't it funny how inspiration for something can come from the exact opposite of it's meaning? Let me know what you think.