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Exuvia
01:18
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Auto-Iconoclasm
04:36
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This blank canvas
is in fact the mask.
Draped in concealment
and cloaked by disgust.
Averted assurance
has occluded my face.
Prioritized shelter
veiled into restraint.
Is this what I wanted?
A retreat with regret?
Self-inflict my seclusion
a forceful neglect.
Who was I ?
What was I ?
Kindred spirits
accent the distress.
My contorting expression
sculpts a pretense.
Malignant constrainment
has berated my grace.
I start to thrive when
I reject my aches.
Is this what I wanted?
A retreat with regret?
Self-inflict my seclusion
a forceful arrest.
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Solstice
03:25
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Consonant
05:28
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Choose your paper
Choose your station
Red stain the teeth.
Remove the traits
you should consider unwanted.
Truth is sculpted
Show them yours is better.
Submit, comply or get shut out.
The new order
Disconnects the dissidents
Eliminates their thoughts
Essential is the cancellation
for the disobedient are wrong.
Mute your voice
before it manifests,
before it manifests.
Cleanse your soul,
prove your worth.
Shape yourself.
A facsimile of what
you ought to be.
A composite
of all the rest.
Ignored out of existence
denied from existence.
Expression of public dissent
remains a misdemeanor.
Marinate their thoughts
Validation by numbers.
Another voice echoes the ruling ideology
The line is exclusive
as it ticks all the boxes.
Shut.
It.
Out.
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Auto-Iconoclast
00:33
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Adulterant
02:50
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No matter how hard I try
nothing can be changed.
My attempts at reshaping reality have failed
when certainties ebb away instead.
Despite my insistence
all my efforts were in vain.
No matter how I misrepresent
the unwanted truth pervades.
All have left
while you remain.
All has changed
while you're the same.
And all erodes
as perceptions change.
I shall fill in all the blanks
with a fabrication
a remembrance of my own design.
I've grown nostalgic
about a forgery.
I'm happier in my apathy,
mMy happiness lies in apathy.
When I took solace in indifference
I thought I'd found peace
instead I lost my mind.
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Conduit
02:12
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Did you truly think your feelings were being hurt
or were you merely acting out the appropriate response ?
Have you purposefully molded your persona
carefully following the dominant discourse ?
Are you in pursuit of the definitive model
providing you with guaranteed success ?
Are you putting on a show ?
Or do you honestly not know any better ?
You don't like to be challenged on your beliefs.
Not because they are held strongly.
You don't like to be challenged
because they are not your own.
How can you defend
what you haven't considered to begin with ?
You're conduit
instead of author.
You're upset about the realization:
you don't know who you are.
You only know who you think you should be.
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Vivisector
05:50
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Legion
05:32
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Slowly peeling back the scorn
as misconduct's erased.
Coerced into implanted acceptance
Destitute, beaten, broken, held in contempt.
You're needed malleable and pliant,
obedient (and) dutiful,
yielding and ready to accept control.
Condemned to show commitment
And recoiling at our rule,
the insurgent will be scolded,
taunted by our devotees.
Likes to see erased,
likes to erase.
Docile, docile.
Lashing out at dominion
remains a laceration unseen.
Submerged in compliance,
left castigated,
forever silent in defeat.
You're needed malleable and pliant,
obedient (and) dutiful,
yielding and ready to accept control.
Downtrodden, nullified, wiped and indolent,
the myriad inaudible
resistance non-resilient.
You can claim me,
gag and mute me,
you can deride me
until deletion of
my defiance is achieved.
You can't delude me
can't distract me.
you may deride me.
I cover up the bruises
that remind me of my place.
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Auto-Iconoclash
00:47
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Stalwart
04:28
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12. |
Contaminant
03:54
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It’s (wholly) clear to me
that you're no use to me.
Where you demand my time
I will cut the ties.
I'll discredit your memory,
I'll sever the cord,
I'll reclaim command over my own choices
without grief or remorse.
The host nurtures the parasite
to be discarded after tending to you.
An imperfect balance, one-sided affair.
Tightly anchored, fading away.
It will be easier for
them to jump into the water,
for them to drown
and be released.
You killed my joy
and stole my worth.
You were my blight
and not the first.
You don't know who you are
you only know
the person you think you should be.
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A painted world in which memory, decay and industrialist tones meet science fiction; a eulogy for the what-has-been and that what-will-never-come-to-be.
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