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Obscene Eyedeas
September 23rd, 2010, 03:49 PM
Your savior on the precipice of death,
Emotionless you wander next to this,
scene of ambiguity suspense and rush,
His final leap plummets your mind, strike-
Forever deprived.

Turning to your lover, your music makes you feel,
Obscenities enshrined in a musical guise,
your ire over tunes and rhythmic rhymes.
Destruction of an art form, popped and locked,
As pop singers destroy the music, in turn-
destroys your mind.

Overdose, slit his neck, kick him from the edge,
no turning back for your savior, his choice was made-
Observe his body hit the rocks, here the crack-
His head splits open, rhymes flow out, scream-
For his death is your demise, you destroyed the wrong side.
Music is dead, arts finale, slowly withered as-
your mind bids adieu.

Aspiringanonymous
September 23rd, 2010, 11:57 PM
Something about this is very haunting.

Obscene Eyedeas
September 24th, 2010, 04:20 PM
Something about this is very haunting.

There were many aspects i wanted to portray here and it just slotted in to place