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My Name Is Blood (Ode) by William Delacroix
follow me. through caverns. secret. dark. and deep.
let me show you who you are. where the light can't reach.
i am the messenger. of life. to all your inner parts.
i am the watchman. on my endless beat.
say hello. to my fist-sized friend.
she throbs. inside your chest. while her neighbours.
the twins. (b r e a t h e i n.) replenish my rivers.
she never tires. never rests. i swim through her depths.
make love. to her inner chambers. like the cycle of life. and death.
(b r e a t h e o u t.) my journey begins. and ends. in her temple.
i am the bringer of death and the giver of life.
i can heal you on the outside, i can destroy you from the inside.
without me there would be no life. (breathe in.) i am life itself,
yet i am most notorious for my sense of destruction. tap my rapids,
watch the ritual as i flow. hidden blue becomes ultraviolet.
ultraviolent: taste my bittersweetness. let me show you what it's like
to feel alive, i am passion. i rush to all the right parts,
and point the way to heaven. (breathe out.) i die with virginity.
yet unlike innocence, shattered once and forever, i can be restored.
you cannot kill me, stop me, hurt me. i am immortal.
look at me in all my gory glory, i am the victor of every war;
you can't ignore me. i am more powerful than money, religion,
i rule the world from my throne of flesh. i am beauty incarnate,
the ultimate art, i spin scarlet silk when spilt. adrenaline (breathe
in), want a taste? i am that rush of euphoria, that's me.
i can even show you nightmares, see: heat me past a hundred degrees.
i am every drug in the world, every disease, every atrocity
and act of heresy. i am the entire emotional spectrum,
from shyness to rage to desire to hate; don't hate me (breathe out),
people need me, call one triple-eight 2 donate before it's too late.
(breathe in) jesus bled for you i stained the sand beneath his feet
i was there when you were born and i'll be there again when you die
i make the rookies gag and wretch i make the children cry
i have been around forever and i tell you now i'm here to stay
you can try to stop my flow but i'll be back another day
you must carry me with you no matter where you go
i choose who lives and dies i hand-pick the young and old
around the world millions bleed while others turn their eyes away in de-
nile
i am the fashion fucking trend that's permanently in style (breathe out)
I. AM. GOD.
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