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and the fury of my wrath
will destroy all your dreams,
and I'll sit on your throne
and watch you turn into ruins,
and I'll wreck your soul..
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This incessant desire
for the autumnal browns,
and my eyes unwilling to see
the hopeful hues of the spring...
I wish I could bury
the echos of..
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As I sit in a room full of people,
and feel nothing but emptiness
crawling up on me, fast;
growing on me like shadows eclipse the light,
it kee..
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They ask us to give up;
Forget our freedom.
‘Your struggle is hopeless,
Your blood, water.’
They clean their sinful bodies,
With s..
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You tried to touch the sky, O Icarus.
Though you fell, you inspire.
You make me want to have faith
and never be afraid to try.
Even so, Apollo..
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𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐧&#..
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How do we become the fools of paradise
even though we live in hell?
Why do we let hope kill us?
Why don't we get down the carousel?
Why do we as..
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Disguised as clouds,
their wings they flutter,
flying past heaven’s doors;
when the fairies flitter
their rain drenched hair,
the divine ..
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Far away in an abandoned place,
She holds him in her cold embrace.
Storms come and go forth; Still,
A candle keeps burning on their window sill.
..
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This abyss,
that is my life;
Wreathing around the cold shroud
of my undead body,
Spiraling into darkness
and coming back again,
To haunt me;
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