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3kxngs · 3 years
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"decay.txt"
the sun dont even make eyes shine.
losing life, lost, i need to find time.
my eyes burn, as the clock ticks and turns.
turn to nothing, to disappear i yearn.
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I wake to the same walls.
metamorphosis, plastic skin.
puppeteer, I fear i'm a doll.
every day I feel myself dim.
there I am standing tall.
the manakin. the man akin.
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3kxngs · 4 years
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i look outside
seeing snow
time gone too quick
or pass too slow
the ebb and flow
of all i know
my sight grows dull
dusted and full
a call to cull
a tug and pull
null and void
different voices
i'm paranoid
im indecisive
hate all my vices
im walking thin ice
new vision
reach new heights
whose wrong
whose right
new vision
got new sight
dark light
city nights
wishing on wisdom
i remain hidden
dying or living
lord am i forgiven
im writhing i wither
im drowning my liver in liqour
im bitter when i am not with her
i cant trust my eyes
seeing these figures
im roaming tundras
world turn to winter
glittering gold
hollow but a mould
my false skin grow cold
man turning to tin
one day turn to ten
became a manakin
man akin to a demon
remain all inanimate
all caught on the bends
all caught on these trends
raising hell im gonna ascend
new cracks mark the end
fantasy rebirth start again
i can see the stars again
head against the keys
candlelight new eve
this dying tone until dawn
slow rolled mist im gone
the twilight drawn long
im gone
im gone
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3kxngs · 4 years
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Words to describe someone’s voice :
adenoidal (adj) :  some of the sound seems to come through their nose.
appealing (adj): voice shows that you want help, approval, or agreement.
breathy (adj): with loud breathing noises.
booming (adj): very loud and attention-getting.
brittle (adj): if you speak in a brittle voice, you sound as if you are about to cry.
croaky (adj): they speak in a low, rough voice that sounds as if they have a sore throat.
grating (adj): a grating voice, laugh, or sound is unpleasant and annoying.
gravelly (adj): a gravelly voice sounds low and rough.
high-pitched (adj): true to its name, a high-pitched voice or sound is very high.
honeyed (adj): honeyed words or a honeyed voice sound very nice, but you cannot trust the person who is speaking.
matter-of-fact (adj): usually used if the person speaking knows what they are talking about (or absolutely think they know what they are talking about).
penetrating (adj): a penetrating voice is so high or loud that it makes you slightly uncomfortable.
raucous (adj): a raucous voice or noise is loud and sounds rough.
rough (adj): a rough voice is not soft and is unpleasant to listen to.
shrill (adj): a shrill voice is very loud, high, and unpleasant.
silvery (adj): this voice is clear, light, and pleasant.
stentorian (adj): a stentorian voice sounds very loud and severe.
strangled (adj): a strangled sound is one that someone stops before they finish making it.
strident (adj): this voice is loud and unpleasant.
thick (adj): if your voice is thick with an emotion, it sounds less clear than usual because of the emotion.
tight (adj): shows that you are nervous or annoyed.
toneless (adj): does not express any emotion.
wheezy (adj): a wheezy noise sounds as if it is made by someone who has difficulty breathing.
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3kxngs · 4 years
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i love you
ive become the snow
this winter cold
everything grows old
why do i listen
maybe theres something
i want to know
i melt
like memories long forgotten
resurface ive become rotten
green starts to erase
autumn trees turn gold
to infuriating flames
then to ash
this is pain
i freeze
walls of skin
start to squeeze
i... seize.
i-
pretend
ive become the sand
the past blends
wash over the land
cover these castles i have built
flowers start to wilt
your hand in mine
lets become lost in time
lets bleed out the hourglass
a summer breeze striking chimes
a mass of fermenting dregs
you slash my legs
but i stand to act fine
losing days
im trapped in my own mind
the worst part is
youre grabbing his arm
instead of mine
- 浩王君
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3kxngs · 4 years
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„ ”
i m putt ing pen to the pa ge
i cant des cribe my thou ghts
these time s seem to fa de
the wor st pa rt is.
i can t see yo ur fa ce.
trap ped in my self
my mi nd my o wn ca ge
im tir ed it hu rts mu ch
my bo dy i ja de
i wa nt to dis app ear
le ave nothing not a tr ace
「浩
     王
         君」
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3kxngs · 4 years
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„Sick“
These petals
These Pedestals
i
drink
my tears
swallow my pride with my fears
drive
i can t steer i veer off again
laugh and cough
steady in the coffin
my tongue a sword
speech hitting licks
lighter flicker
flick flick
a burning matchstick
fumes curl my stomach feeling sick
i ve
im
losing
myself
          君
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3kxngs · 4 years
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„A Cage of Ribbons“
A cage of ribbons.
The body of scarlet.
I will tear thread from thread.
ᴛʜᴇ sᴋɪɴ ᴏғ sɪʟᴋ. sᴏғᴛ ᴀɴᴅ sᴍᴏᴏᴛʜ.
The body of flowers wilts
aloft and moves.
🅲🆄🆃 🅸🅽 🆃🅷🅴 🆂🅷🅰🆁🅿🅴🆂🆃 🆆🅸🅽🅳🆂.
The stalk grows thin.
swallowing burning coals
My
Heart
still
cold.
I could never win .
                    浩
                    王
                    君
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3kxngs · 4 years
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! cover' me" ! 13 devil' and god" ! i n f i n i t e !
mother
i’ve become what you feared
young, beautiful, and unlucky
i know you don't hear
my screams and tears
i seek validity
from my peers
stay amazed
tripping
in the maze
tripping
in my ways
how could it
be a phase
pressing pause
looking at the plays
rewinding the days
words bouncing through my skull
i just trying to take control
see me through the lense
out of focus
looking from the outside in
i been trapped in the pin
how am i writing
when the ballpoint stuck in the pen
their gaze piercing my skin
regrets
drowned in the gin straight
mortal man
tryna gather strength
these
mortals hands
mauling at heaven’s gates
look at my life
oh it’s great
i love it
all of the hate
looking at the mirror on the wall
i might fall back when my face twist
doublespeak
forked tongue
i’m not depressed
it’s just a prolonged period
or paranoia and pressure
pressing on me
dissociation, isolation, and frustration
the days passing
internal suffering
hours felt eternal
everybody saw that i changed
but nobody saw my chains
they saw the pain
but left me alone in the rain
it was my fault too
helpless nothing i could do
it was like i was burning for all to see
therapy ain’t never helped me
told me what i liked to hear
not what i needed
turning on myself
my own destroyer
i lay defeated
feeding
i’m sorry
fade
cascade
i’m fleeting
「王君浩」
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3kxngs · 4 years
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memory abandoned
i walk these old halls
these crying walls
i claw at the static
my skin becomes plastic
glossy shining
all that glimmers is worthless
melancholy im imperfect
the wallpaper bleeds
broken glass misleads
looking through different angles
the windchimes jangle
the drab air strangles me
in the cold air i dangle
the paint thins
new cracks mark the end
worn paintings
hung up
structural damage
crumbling
im not supposed to be here
its peaceful and stressful
every little noise that i hear
i realize my failures
control me puppeteer
through the theology of laughter
an event more elusive than tears
a faceless but ecstatic whisper
hold me and endear
it starts to decline faster
i want to disappear
this is where i pay my penance
the sound of rain
this is my own vengeance
i must endure this pain
asphyxiation
dust fills my lungs
erosion
blood flows from me
i don't have dreams
nightmares
isolation
i feel free
this prison
of forlorn furniture
and weathered walls
i look through the windows
a slow mist shows
dead trees and patchy snow
this dead home
lit again into a new inferno
the creaky wooden floors
open. there are no doors
i take it slow
on the ground
i lie cold
next to candlelight
i seek the ghost of you
you walk in the night
the sky fades from blue
the warmth fades from bright
you vanish
it's nothing new
our connection severed
i just wish our hands could hold
each other forever
run down
your time up
sun down
your life up
lights out
closed eyes
see things
closed eyes
sweet dreams
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3kxngs · 4 years
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I haven’t let the pen hit the page as of late
You can’t see the pain with this mask on my face
Mask off, you don't understand cause you can’t relate
My brain gnawing at itself is a trait
i could never finish the food at my plate
small stomach i feel weak then plummet my mind in a different state
I been feeling like I’m in a different place
I've been feeling felled for forever as of late
...
My knees crumble under the weight
looking at the sky realize i woke up late
tired eyes eating lies when i wake
i been drowning caught up in the lake
..
slipstream i been hearing things
i hate all the noise so i love it when my ears ring
the crowd the faces the clatter and clash
the hell the bodies then the ash
the world nothing but trash
sing. angels glow brightest white
clipped wings a fall from flight a million eyes
I'm always under sights
grip em tight
scream down they throat
i hope they dont bite
this is why I don’t let the pen hit the page
nothing but an entity of rage
a fire and flame
passion and pain
i do not grow
tired or tame
a picture
in a broken frame
rolled dice
spun double threes
thrice
world a house
we the mice
I believe in God
cause i seen the devil's eyes
Watch my back
cause I know the devil’s ties
I know it’s all lies
many men meddle in mysteries
form again crystalline
im apathetic
listening to rhetoric
nothing proven
promised or kept
but watched the fall
before i lept
stand atop the cliff
cause a shift
new dawn
same day
again
re-equipped
digital rebirth
visuals start to clip
false end
it’s the eclipse
.
tisk tisk
shame
i’m in minsk
time seem to skip
i'm back home
close my eyes
i'm everywhere
but i'm still alone
/
⫷⫸ 🅺🅸🅽🅶🆂 ⫷⫸
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3kxngs · 4 years
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3kxngs · 4 years
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!!!
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3kxngs · 4 years
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Zak Arogundade
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3kxngs · 4 years
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SPLIT MY SKIN
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3kxngs · 4 years
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I wonder if these are actually getting through to people or if i am just screaming into the void.
you have no talent. you close your eyes
why not open your eyes and witness.
do you really think they could ever understand the scratches you draw upon the paper
you never change?
its always the same...
the same style
the same vision
the same message
this one is marked differntly
its funny your main focus is humanity and yet youve never studied anatomy
you have a very unhealthy obsession with eyes
because they are always on you
and-
"BURN-"
strange
in fact
i
thought
i
almost
heard
you
say
something?
?
/forever silenced/
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3kxngs · 4 years
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i draw that which you cannot see and that which you feel all in one.
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3kxngs · 4 years
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satin brilliance vermillion and crimson velvet and velour
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