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Tortured self worth, abstracts of wrath, released from attachment human reaction. Muted unable to
realize images of your designs soul sacrifice a blessing to me, carve me from your memories. Deep impressions my depths, worthless as each breath, worlds within words of half truth my fears of losing you. I'll pour scorn from the lowest place colour fades from your face. Annihilation acceptance. Paradox of self existence. |
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I got those midnight circles
And I pray deceived Ooh how I despise you (memories) Tongue tasting moonlight A tribute to my pain We could last for never (another game?) Here in autumn twilight Morphia cursed delight I got those midnight circles I drawn the hanged man Movin towards Winter (yes I am) Eyes seek inner spaces Guardians of spheres A touch of dementia's (fears) Here in autumn twilight Morphia cursed delight And the sun shall never rise again No more visions to be gained Stricken mother of failings Led into a shallow grave Here I am now So far away - hey Internal reflections Another maze Here I stay now Caught between Lives that you form And the lives I've been |
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You gave to me
Affection I couldn't see It felt like a rope Tightening on me Frozen rapture Your warmth I couldn't trace Echoed laughter Bring sadness to my face Hereinafter Plagued by my own embrace In my frailty Your splendour did penetrate Onto the cold Floors of responsiveness Frozen rapture Your warmth I couldn't trace Echoed laughter Bring sadness to my face Plagued by my own embrace Buried within walls Of ex-communication Torch light never shines Upon my isolation |
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