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Nocturnes warm My planted roots The deeper I dare to sprawl As the notes contain The whole of my mind With angelic ease Flaunting Their shades of black In the hollow depths of myself I coil with fear Burdened By looming quiet On the edge Of their ghostly words Carried by all Yet tragically…
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Through and through In fine-tailored shades I am fully engulfed By their treacherous folds I seethe on end So razor-sharp In the cloak of all men Of the fine and unfazed To be wedded and withered In these fine-tailored bars To thrive and dine To my certain demise Through and through I reside In…
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Her champagne Is a charming brook A home for my ills For their silent demise How she courses so cold In each sun-ravaged spell Racing, unhinged My heaven-sent escape Within I dissolve And chatter into dusk Inwoven in lust By her blistering delight Yet it all unfolds So sudden and shrill A transient peace…
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No one passes on At home in their glories Cherished, embolden and brave Few can stomach the fall From the splintering world They’ve combed by youth There is no pulse That can fade with ease And readily shrink From their bountiful ground
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We’ll perish As all finer things Denied the embrace We believed so near Perhaps we’ll fade In newfound arms Devoid of our bliss Our affectionate sway Perhaps, we’ll meet our rage Engulfed by the sorrows We’ve buried To reap on finer days
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I blend amid the strokes The tumbling mayhem Of shades unfazed and sure Pale hues all faithfully sink And mesh in the rage Of the purposeful surf That bleeds and blurs Devoid of form I trail far below Dismayed and mute In the maddening storm For all despair Must falter untold For the boastful…
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I crave Into agony’s embrace And froth with distress Until mayhem Derails my stride In lust So clouded and feral I simmer enraged Consumed in unrest To be warmly kept By the callous and stern Yet driven afar To my sanity’s brink Till the seams of my comfort All fray and displace Till madness…
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It steamed forth In a midnight shroud Heaving and hissing Its murderous toll “It’s time” prevailed And drained me of wind To peacefully voyage Among fire and dust It steamrolled on This reaper of youth Unbothered and bound By the rails of time
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