Shapeshifting


Shapeshifting

We are merged in fragments
We, dissolved, permeate time
Though we know we have to leave
We talk on staying
Mesmerized by
Life's inconsistency



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The truth is out there. But we are here...



Those Black Eyes Now Opaque


Those Black Eyes Now Opaque

Lying down as if asleep
Drifting now in other worlds
May the gods
Be companion and guide
All joy is departed
All light is away
As they close
With grave mercy
Those black eyes now opaque

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Por que chorar por partes da vida se ela toda é que merece lágrimas?

Seneca, Lucius Annaeus





Sleepwalking In The Castle of Spleen Queen


Sleepwalking In The Castle of Spleen Queen

Submerged in dormancy
Resound
These mansions
Of strangely known
Resemblance
In these halls
Of carefully drawn
Patterns
I recognize
The design of
Your sorrow


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Note: Merged words from previous post "Ghost Station Park Memorial"....




Underworld/Overworld


Underworld/Overworld

Sidewalks in a dream within a dream
The old smell of earth, bathed
The brand new taste of furious skies
Unseen rooms and hidden aisles of my home
Birds as sparks into the evening
Circling, diving
It's more like if I was the river
That I see from here
Some hearts never stop
Have to leave now
Feel at home in my dream
But it is yours now


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So, if the good die young, I have to be the worst of them all.




On Straight Lines and Cradles & Graves


On Straight Lines and Cradles & Graves

You know what they say about fate
You turn left, then right
Curves and shortcuts
Another deviation
All directions
Every moment
Is a new road you think you're taking
And if you stop
And look behind
You can only see
A straight line
No matter what you do
What do I think?
Fucking complete bullshit.
( Believe me
It's written in the fucking stars!)



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Lifes may vary. Death doesn't.