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The darkness of remorse
Clouding over their cracked-plaster smiles 
The faceless people teeter across
The tripwire strung between worlds 
The tendrils of death

The serpent twisting through it 
Pulsating Light 
The tendrils digging roots 
And spreading blight 

Maligned with discontent 
And turning pale

Polished liquid, in glossy black 
I fill the skull, parasitically driven to consume the soul 
Tendrils coil and choke the human consciousness 
Brain

Trapped amongst a sea of robot minds
Solemn figures watching all the time
Broken independence locked away
The hive mind tendrils weaving through

It’s a snake with many heads
Tendrils winding
Lies that hiss through curved fangs
On a stone cold medusa
Promising things they can’t give
Teaching

yourself advantaged
I hope the tendrils all around give up
And leave her alone
I know the weight you hold is endless
I'd never try to further break a rock

Its claws slice deep in my mind
In a loathsome mockery of life
Repulsion of the light inside
Flaying being, its tendrils like a knife

My thoughts,

Set fire to us
Set fire

You guest-wrote my walk home
Silver tendrils of what could have been
And questions just like that
While I lay there in the dark

Love I'd surround you
convinced I had found you
I'd hoped to earn your name
I'll craft her and shape her
the tendrils of vapor
collect, reveal her

within him

Black tendrils seeking
Imbuing its Fiends with an inking possession
Vomiting darkness
One with the void
Harken the demon, heir of destruction

From former goals and promises, so
Gulled by the concept of something
Perfect. Tendrils on the inside
Rewatching Naked Lunch

Expelling mistakes,

stand
Now without any hesitation
I tear away the tendrils
Grasping at my thoughts and heart
And seek return to my temple
Of emerald and oak
Resonating

secreting secrets, poor unfounded lore
I am a friend
A tendril you can intertwine with, grow to no end
And if I stunt, I may just bend to where we both can

the world burns
They're watching, they're watching, they're watching, they're
Tendrils reach out of your television
They can manipulate your color vision
I

can't see
I feel this dense energy
Bound to the earth and the moon and stars
I wonder near and far
From the grasp of capital
And it's toxic tendrils
Thru

the tendrils that I see still hang
I spread the paper where the guts will fall
I scoop and what the hell is in my palm
Resistance in the squish
What is this

Piercing sigils in their manes 
Blood flows black from the wounds festering 
Soaking the soils with hate
Tendrils emerge from cadavers now slain
Embedding

And as the hand of God
Sever the tendrils of tenderness
Thine tears be the salt
That bring forth the thaw
Of harrowed earth

Of the pungency
Of embattled airs

may rust it at my will

Do you feel the pull
Do you feel my tendrils convoluting you
Your knees will crumble
And you will come to me for penitence

A sun who loves whose
Tendrils blaze to
Burn away her days
There's a tune they
Play on the moon
About a girl who needs some space
And fire feels like

slumber
Permeates the earth
Mystical winds whisper
A silent warning
As the tendrils of ether
Spread across the lands
Extending, encroaching
Darkness

silhouette rippling through meniscus - 
a sardonic genuflection.

The black blood vapor sets 
forming viscous, lithe tendrils 
attempting to adhere

cannot
Hide behind
Your god?

White knuckle
Tendrils tear at my skin
That same cold grip
The same fear, the same sin
With your dying breath
You'd choose

Tongue
Slowly
But beware as tendrils pull, you will stumble and you'll fall
Turn your heaven into hell
It will turn your heaven into hell
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