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About Me Premium Member Mad Scientist Jon-Michael Winton Craven22/Male/United States Recent Activity Deviant for 6 Years
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Desert machinesilence  
in the noise of the machine   
gears turning  
in the fog of desolation   
bones shattering  
flesh ripping   
patterned  
rhythmic   
to the beat  the pulse   
the inner workings   
the mechanics of it   
the algorithmic equation   
the chance of being   
the desert of reality  we choose  choice  The "choice"   
the singular change in the silence  in the noise  of the machine   
my choice  
the changing  
of the machine  the rust  
in its gears  the Desert machine
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Heart born Vindicationsoft eyes of the world, gaze upon misery  eyes that pain with the dawning light  eye hollowed what they've seen  detached and empty  wishing for something no one wants to give   
hollow day without measured satisfaction  torn to pieces, to the beat of the industrial complex  so look high  
see that soft gaze, of the empty day  see what most are blind to  gaze up to a world wishing  
for something no ones will give  
no one will fight for  but all of us desire  
 
with cold efficiency  
we ignore and destroy  become complacent  
with a world no one w Heart born Vindication
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Survivng the nightThe world falls to night and memories fall from the sky  the heart I once had is a shadow of the past   I remember those golden days they shine so brightly  
but  
with time they fade  
No new stars are born  
A sky filled with a cold breeze that cut my bones.  
Once I loved   now I am  
nothing more than surviving the day  
surviving the night  I wish in this fading light  
That you can close your eyes  And only see that bright night Survivng the night
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Liquid thoughtSnakes crawl into your bed  Whilst I claw into your head  A child’s shadow  Echo of innocence  
Scorched into a broken city  Ash in air  The apocalyptic snow  A civilization burned to dust  The façade of men and countries  A cost too high  The world on wager  A lucid doppelganger  
Of the war inside me   
I yell  Echoing onto the cosmos  But the world is still  My voice stripped from me before birth  Of mask and men  Ciphers to chaos  Code of mix lies and truth  Barer of secretes and sins  Choking on invisible pestilences &n Liquid thought
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