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Join Date: Jun 2013
Posts: 523
Battle Record: 12-12=4
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'' Bait & Switch ''
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GHhG_YvUIBQ ![]() Fantastic inertia a frost bitten man strapped to a sherpa babbles about red eyed sharks eating surfers off the coast of panama blood moon black plasma star oxygen mask wave grenade battle scar ballad horns of the apples core glorified saint brigade at the chum table gutting sable with a serrated blade the scent of death got him sniffing powders off the chamber maid satan slave lured toward the cage take the bait it will take the pain away save the sapiens some might say the sun don't sink at all save the radiance the veil was placed there to evade the aliens lady of the night please play me a tune to drown out the shore breaks city black out's a dim light brightens your hallway tadpoles swimming in my favorite chair mahogany old and dated carved by a danish queer wanted for murder in Copenhagen say a prayer bargain basement prices trying to stiffen the sweet tooth loss is inevitable karma nazi we all get off on who's going to eat you prudence aside I started feeling good noticing some bleed through it was an act of role reversals three hungry beast at the portal in elements that don't apply to you swim yonder hiding in some decrepit yacht squeezed in a porthole playing solitaire with lobsters saw tooth fangs roam azure marbles from the depths of neptune I cast a cosmic barnacle tropical seals collect to feed at the equator getting psychological I play with there food eyeing two different abstractions I'm a sucker for whore language on bleecker st doubled over red wiggler man how do you feel being the biggest worm in the castle in the cooler on the beach jump a double decker tackle Soapy catfish rabbits feet chasing coyote ugly beet red bonfires emblazoned shadows on schools of roaming guppies. Last edited by brokenhal0; 05-16-2022 at 07:05 AM. |
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Join Date: Oct 2020
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All For Nothing
Barren and bleak galaxies, I discovered interstellar beauty when I was unworthy, Got challenged by these fallacies even my planet had sharks that were bloodthirsty. These astronomy classes had me up early, I was fixated but I didn’t want to stray too far, Trying to elevate my grades to par, so one of these days I can plant a flag on Mars. We never had the same thoughts, so there’s no dimension where we can coexist. You think about the boasting chauvinist, I think about the black holes that are closing in, While it sucks you into the wasteland, jealousy when I sit here, clearly it’s fear and regret. The astronomers say the rocket ships were in safe hands until I made plans to steer and direct Too novice, so they veer to select, it would be years until I perfect and become this traveler While soaking up knowledge from the egotistical veterans, to them I was just a passenger. Along for the ride; a passionate scavenger, to them it was a job, to me it was a destination. I wanted to be responsible for new discoveries, even if I unearthed insignificant vegetation. I wanted to make an impact like a meteor strike, If I don’t succeed that would be a tragedy. Imagine trying to reach the ceiling when you’re buried and stuck to the ground without gravity. I knew that we were just visitors, if tables turned would our government let Martians proceed? Return back to their home planet for a celebration, dragging us around like a carcass trophy This mission was partially low-key, a Captain Kirk is really want they needed to have on hand. A master of the universe, so if we’re stranded we can eat the particle dust before we land, And have an excuse for this extraterrestrial invasion, my proud day, was this abnormal outbreak. thrived in the silence, if only I could buy property in this galaxy, where there’s no soundwave. This is a future I’ll never downplay, fuck my life here if I can exist in a different atmosphere. So I tossed the landing gear, meanwhile on earth they talk about a shipwreck, and gasp in fear, I bask beneath this chandelier, plasma from the deceased aliens, hanging like crystal balls. On my home planet, there’s a storm brewing, I avoided the civil war, and escaped prison walls. The other astronauts died from panic as the stars collapsed, I treated it like a camping trip. I was the last man standing, which is an irony because I was never considered a candidate, To “stand” in this abandoned ship. I guess that’s karma for the way you treated your mechanic. When I make it home I’ll take a few souvenirs, gathering your bones; pretending they're ceramic… Hand them into historians for analytics, they dated the bones back before the mission started. Discredited my findings like I didn’t hit the target, then pricks threw remains in the garbage. The artifacts had bugs crawling through the crevices, so what I found on mars was actual life. I realized this was all for nothing, my blood sweat, tears, and the forgotten’s battle cry. Last edited by Eviction; 05-17-2022 at 03:51 PM. |
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