you shall dread the corpse of my heart

You shall Dread The Corpse of My Heart.
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What?

You couldn't wait
for the corpse of
my Heart to chill,
before moving on
to the next Truth
that will surely
kill?

Or cut away
the sanity
(whatever
that may be)
like an unnecessary
thread which irritates
the fabric of
multiple Identities?

You must be
so proud from
up there on your
star watching me
wallow in this
depravity..

A God of Heathens
who visits himself
upon The Pigs,
and does so Laughing!
_

Mad?!!...
Yes..if To
Express the
Best Gestures
of My Head is
Madness, Then
I am certainly
Mad, and will
Not Bow to the
Conformity of
Your Sanity!!
_

All Rules I
Break were meant
to Be Broken..

(And These
Words intended
to Be Spoken!)

This Machine
must be rebuilt,
and the Blood of
History's Ghosts
shall fuel My
Design!!
_

The Corpse of
My Heart shall
be The Reincarnation
of Every Dead
Heart which ever
Dared to Cease
Before!

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(and you...you...
YOU shall Dread
that you DO Not
Hear It Anymore.)

J.Stephen.H.