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darkened around the eyes
one frozen stars fallen from the sky
onto our broken home
leave me feeling so alone
the execution will be televised
our ..
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i found my heart
in the depths of a wineglass
in some rusted chest
in some troubled past
i found a start
in snow white fault lines
creeping up h..
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I exist with the soundwaves in a world of ecstatic
Brandon Boyd filled eruptions and vibrations of noise beyond noise.
Just a phase echos through m..
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into blistered serene she runs,
another broken scene is done
what a golden cross to be hung
as she rises like a setting sun
broken camera memory
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The coffee had a peculiar taste.It was lukewarm and watery, as if it were once just a boiling pot of water with a few coffee beans thrown in the day b..
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In melancholy skies
where the pacifist kills.
In monotone cries,
through cracked windowsills.
Thats where she dwells,
denizen of dillusionary des..
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Sunlight bending off your hair,
in waves of a flowing ocean.
There was a beautiful blue
backdrop to your soft face.
It was the most wonderful day ..
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Life, in it's decadence, is existential and precious ifin it, you find another falling piece of debris you find beautiful in heart and mind. As we tra..
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Evenings spent alone
beneath silhouetted trees
spent close to home
but still far enough to be
away from inside.
Watching the orange sea
clouds f..
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Black swans in both our eyes,
and unlit stars in both our skys.
Compare hearts, whose is still beating
When you became perfection
I was drenched w..
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