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Staring at the endless blue, I listen to its moansSilently, listening, to its sighs and swaysSo quietly, listening to its rhythmic proseAnd although I..
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Tears run down her face,And they kiss the curves of her lipsGiving her the burdened tasteOf sorrow at its most hideous stateStaring off, so far awaySh..
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As the wind screams inveigling murmurs to the swaying trees,And the angry sky of blue and black birth forward a translucent eye of fury.The concurrent..
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In changing date and time you'll lose my facein the crepuscular depths of your failing recollections.As my life is scattered by the winds frigid embra..
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Oh, cynical StarYou wink my at my stated desires;But have yet to make me successful, when it comes to my endeavors.Dear hysterical Little light,Is my ..
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I wear my sickly heart on my feeble wrists;tattered and bloody, I bless this curse with a blades kiss.It feels as good as a tigers sharp bite,And stai..
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Dying leaves bend to the will of the wind from the new seasonAnd fall silently onto the ground, making a goldenbundle of etiolated carcasses also know..
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Discordant sounds of my rapid violin playThe mad songs for a demented listener.Corrupt thoughts invade my sanity as the strings fray,This bliss madnes..
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I am the tree that has fallen,my broken boughs land within the cadence of the rumbling machines.Although my limbs have all rotten,I have survived the ..
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My abjuring endeavors float carelessly in the chilling winter breeze; my desolate dreams don't stand a chance against the freezing wind.I've always li..
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