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Magnetic

by Ex-Temper

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1.
Immolate 03:13
You’re mistaken You’ve got all this wrong You misunderstand the intention But that’s no surprise Since the very invention You wanted to disguise The sickening infatuation That weighs you down but.. You’re mistaken You’ve got all this wrong A reflection of some interpretation That simply mirrors back An obligatory assassination of the you that you once had Do you know what you had, what did you have? I can almost taste it: the sweet regret on your lips I can almost taste it: one last guilty wish I can almost taste the immolation Feed this fury Fervors multiply Oh you held on for so long but it transformed And you did not recognize it’s new form But it’s all ash now Yeah I can taste it And it’s seemingly endless You can erase it and destroy the evidence Cuz if you can’t emulate them, then immolate them
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Icicle 04:41
Do those vasectomies make you feel less manly? Is it fallopian or utopian fantasies That fill you with A longing-ness to re-create a DNA strain Magnetic Fields Positively charged ions potent potables may enhance the force I need some facts I can rely on Like, for instance, well… a collection of cells holds infinite potential beyond experiential And gravity has no duality And sorrow Can become much too normal Magnetic Fields Positively charged ions potent potables may enhance the force I need some facts I can rely on get your hands off me you don’t respect the power of this body you can’t even look me in the eye when we {cuddle} How’d I get stuck? I thought I was beyond cliches and such But you don’t get me And I’m disturbingly content With not being seen These synapses Have had no relapses
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Transplant 02:18
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Chronicling envy-worthy lives Creates heavy, dawdle-loving sighs Exclamations with no points Seek out the self-unaware and anoint Chorus Oh despite insight and intuition I still have such stubborn inhibitions that leave my tongue so still when I know My voice longs to heal and let go This temper tantrum Could become the national anthem It conveniently overlooks The harder, more pressing truths And if there are any objections The chorus crescendos with aggression If there is no rhyme or reason To these obvious treasons Are we guilty? We are guilty by association Chorus: Oh, despite insight and intuition I still have such stubborn inhibitions That leave my tongue so still When I know that They don’t have the confidence They don’t lack the confidence The don’t have the confidence Nah, they don’t lack the confidence To make any real kind of changes
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The hue unusual The language strange Origin conceptual Dimensional strain No sunlight And everything’s green Photosynthesis Still processing …….Baptized…... …….Canonized…. When I reach into it how my hand does softly glow I can feel the possibilities of depths we do not know The urge to dive can’t be described words would make it sound trite and contrived UnBaptized UnCanonized (repeat) They took all the good from me Tossed it out haphazardly I have No name No family No country No History

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released February 9, 2018

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