Censured
Mind
Take the
sedative or continue in mind friction
Racing
thoughts in swirling contradiction
Feel the
psychic pain that pours like rain
Cut and
scribe to transfer the agony to gain
How far
to go until thought becomes the bullet?
So you
start to paint and act out
Morbid
fascination is your mind masturbation
Dangerous
orgasm that illuminates society’s pacifism
They
witness your eyes and assess the disguise
Medication
for the damned but the demon hides
Good
souls that try but are reluctant to sentence
Hear the
music rise as evil kisses your face of innocence
Freedom
walks as you stalk
Convince
the innocent as you sweetly talk
The
scales of justice unprotected are broken
The ropes
around Lady Justice you hold and tighten
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