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Art Is Vindictive
If it's only self destruction
That serves as the greater antithesis
Than would you value your life more
If all your goals broke free of hypothesis
Overestimate your objective analysis
Subjected to emotional torment
Rationally is victimized by desire
Judgement is clouded
Nothing you can do
Emotions scatter in foreign wind petal breeze
At first in origins, fluent and shapeless symmetry
Time passes, and people change
Calligraphy is written in my blood, suffering in the silent rain
All I hear are the crows now, dancing at my corpse, laughing at me
Stained with bloody chrysanthemum flowers, has my art consumed me?
In philosophical pursuit, knowledge is my dialysis
Cold spectral for emotional deciphering of true analysis
Sustaining me with sweet nourishment
Ginseng or dragonfruit to revitalize
Secrets abound by darkest passion
I am but a scorpion I must admit
To my vengeful poison you are invited
Weigh the logic in your heart
And the emotions in your mind
Balance is key should the two roles be reversed
But my obsession, and my art,
Shall be buried along side me in my hearse
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