Jet Black SunAnyways; Do I even need to ask? I need critiques...
Jet Black Sun, Chapter One
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PensionSo falls the waiting words, Claiming pages by the dozen. I'll read the words, Just follow along. We've seen the months go pass And unload the beggars pockets. Doesn't mean we must shoot.Pension
Substitute seasons for check marks. Watch them glow bright then die off. Shear the sky;
I dare you to find a more appeasing lie
Then that by which we loot.
Thus roots the consequence, The merit of a suit and tie phalanx. Laying ground for crude songs We sang to the trigger finger.
A gunslinger, An elected allusion.
Policy of the pensi
by ~DaveyxD
AmeliorateTruth be told, This flower's not gold. It's liken to rust, Our hands painting it's toll. And with it's back to the wall, It's pedals placate.Ameliorate
Caught stealing our time In breaths we aerate.
So why, then, Must we instill
The mended state?
A deserted fate Left the sun set at dusk.
Anxious to break Less the gilded tongue bust.
With a spade in hand, The home bought the run, Lacing the sight With boundless factions.
So why, then Do we stelate An apologue obsolete?
by ~DaveyxD
ConstitutionTake note of the tinder Caught smoking without a fire. A char for intuition, a liar, Scoring points for the pyre. Forced to be subtle, It's funeral attire, Wrinkled and creased, Belittled, forced to aspire.Constitution
What eyes dare tire Under oath, dear Sire, Beg for closure, They beg to retire. Slated incisions Catching caches of admission, Take root in all, But not your condition.
What eyes dare tire, Under oath, my Sire, Know not of closure, But of limitations acquired. Elected pensions, Catching caches of it'
by ~DaveyxD
AcquiesceWe've all seen it before; Her smile, adorned With my concern, Discerned with the honesty I've earned through her guise.Acquiesce
Listen, don't learn, I'll take the burn with a smile. Listen, don't learn, I'll bare this burn, Content being acquiesced.
Pray not for me, no, I am but the mule.
by ~DaveyxD
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