frail fuck, she's noxious and intoxicating
a lip biting introvert chewing conversation like mental masturbation
slowly, the image has to set
I'm throwing up blood in regret
an etymologist and three cold stones broke my temple
like charges cutting curses to pieces with reason
and when I asked why he gave a seasoned reply
a factored lie, obviously mirror tied
"one day you'll need me"
"when you dig up the corpse of your past and find
black rot and the girl who never got
close enough to touch, killed mold a mulch with
fire, burned her up in the wrapping"
a Russian with perfect lips pointed towards eternity
an athiest with a crucifix pointed towards obscurity
she didn't wrap my body with care, I had to self mummify
burning my body, scrubbing dead skin with lye
I hope she doesn't turn back when she finds she's bathing a corpse
chew your lip in plastination, you damned Christ convert
find god in your blood
finding fuel in my mailbox is a stamp, reminding me it's certified
safe to burn my love
your ghost carcass doesn't deserve eternal rest
couldn't scrap your dissected pieces together with a litmus test
but I did find a myth on your coffin
you weren't a holy priest, you simply liked emblaming doctrine
the etymologist was right, I need eternity to prove this life
and my plundered pyramid and sinking statue
act as carbon dating, proof of age
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eh, crudeness aside, I suppose the only thing I have to say is that you've put the words together very nicely. And I just might have liked the rhyming here. Which I hesitate to say because I almost never like rhyming anywhere. But I suppose I'll still say it.
I might have more to say after thinking it over, at which time I'll edit it an expansion.
Oh, one more thing:
[qutoe]chew your lip in plastination, you damned Christ convert
find god in your blood [/qutoe]
I find your capitalization most curious...
Hypocrit ->> In the future, your pieces must be rated 'R' if they contain profane language. I have already updated the rating on this piece.