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With each given word There’s a sound or meaning With each given thought There’s silence or seeing So the word and the thought Are s..

Ok, well, I guess, This entire idea This entire mess of hearts This succumbed show of stars This entire thing that has been such a mess. Perhaps..

They come in the night with wild cries They curse in unrecognized words Safety left with the setting light All sleep has escaped my eyes for many d..

I walk down the long road- (called life) With tears on my pale face- And who comes to help me- My beloved family. O, yes I love them much- Even i..

The sun’s tears rain down upon the endless ground Coursing throughout all life with an endless bound Come with me my true love, my beautiful ..

With each tapping, dripping sound of the rain I feel a little more at home The rain comes to me like a mother’s soothing hand Wiping away all..

Left in the reminisces of space Forgotten lyrics, forgotten rhymes of each damned race Sitting here in space of mind’s black haze As the demo..

If only they would come The words on my tongue Sand in a forgotten choir Throughout a universe of fire Lost in a void of relentless thought Can&r..

Fly out from this dark chasm chaos Run away from the seducers who slay us Slaying our dreams and creativity They poke at every weakness they find..

Worry for the future not the past For the past won’t last Look forward not behind There’s nothing better than a clear mind Remember, l..