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I know the forces argue but I feel that I deserve a lift Ready to escape this farce and merge into the sunset cliffs I lend an ear unto the west..

It is he alone that accepts the task and rises from my bed at night To take my place in daring dreams and do what I could not intend Only through ..

Never to be purged from my imagination’s lonely ‘scape Inimical to hearts of men that grovel in her shadow’s drape Corruption sh..

When death liberates me unto its acre Will I miss the familiar haunts of rejection? When I’m forced to gaze into the eyes of my maker Wil..

I could see you walking slow along the shore of Dunning lake A black umbrella in your hands, a black dress flowing in your wake Your reflection dr..

From essential strands of primordial weave Warm life became of that cold, hard clay Conceived in the womb of inimical void Before the first light..

Dawn unfolds on a town's older region Sunrise crawls across cobblestone streets Autumn break speaks its opening words An urban dream world prepar..

Rolling on New England hills A drowsy passenger en route Settling into torpid cadence Eyes at rest on distant targets Rescued by reluctant ang..

Calling to me with idle lips The pits of her eyes a beckoning chasm She proceeds, a serpent in motion Speaking only by evoking speech Hypnotis..

A spur embedded within me burns Vices groan from over my shoulder I study the hands on the clock as they turn Mind regresses as body grows olde..