Concrete angel
Concrete angel I woke up from my vengeful rage I dug the whole I find myself in I clawed and raped the earth My fingers bare and broken But I’m not done yet The night is young and I am hatred Wiping the blood ridden sweat from my brow I feel better already The smell of fresh earth The taste of murder A grin for the dead An explosion of laughter as I climb from the hole Tonight I feast on the past Tonight I create a being I merge with the energy that has pushed me to this place Burying the past I feel a slight stab A stab that only lasts a moment I mount a terracotta tombstone Here lies the shadow of my former self Born: who gives a fuck Died: when I killed me Leaving behind: nothing because I was nothing A concrete angel sheds a tear for a departed verve Tatsu
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Tatsu
I am a figment of my own imagination
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