Silver's Tax

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Proportionate

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Slender figured model

Of flaccid chalky arched foot

An architect's seamless image

Of a caterpillar skeleton

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Comatose

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From twine's chloroform death

A dreary slate scratch mandible

Of sanguinary graphite lace

Blended by immaculate rubber

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Purloined Innocence

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Of red-lined cherry lips

Maw of Satanic vision

Spawned upon sketchpad parchment

A Sheol bound righteous essence

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Turncoat Disciple

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Suspended within a tainted Field of Blood

Insipid stencil sketched hands

Folded as in sorrowful yearning

Of imperceptible treacherous atonement

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Cocooned Replica

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Webbed within nimble pencil touch

Pupil pits of desolation

Bare serenity of archaic poise

Lacking graceful precision between lines

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Metaphorical Masterpiece

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Awaiting averse metamorphosis

Heaving charcoal silhouette of temperance

Before biddable grey streaked hail

Chattel to a devilish maestro's apparition

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Of Smeared

Butterfly Kissed Perfection

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AN: Criticism wanted and expected. Darker theme than usual, I know. But I find that my style of poetry is beginning to change and I want to know if it is for the better. In case there is a question on what exactly Lucifer is drawing, think of a dark and apparently "triumphant" Biblical moment.