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I tread alone among the splinters Of a sunken raft, As a fleet of royal ships Steams away, without a sound
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Sometimes, all that can be spared Is a lifeless stare And the shrug of defeat Some days we march home In spite of our deep lacerations When the heavens grow heavy and dark Some years take decades to shake And they thrive in your stomach, Denying you a full night’s rest Some eras bleed out,…
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She arrives in paradise Where a lone road branches into many; To be hunted By the devils she once fled from Their melodies pour Until she wearily slurs in tune And she’s forgotten the toll Of her ancestral voice She’s falling, From the fading barrages of a war, Into the opening salvos of another
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: ? I’ve no truths to spare From these caverns Of self-neglect ? Enshroud By hatred’s Devilish fumes ? Where my words Tread light In a callous whisper ? I’ve no truths to spare From this low This miserable hush ? For all I bear Are the loathsome gripes Of a…
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Each night I fall into the same state of ease Within the binds Of a silk-sheeted matchbox Fated to be struck by midnight, Then wholly engulfed By a pillaging inferno of ghosts But I’ll applaud the dying throes Of their sinister dance soon enough While I wince At the gold-plated armor Of the rescuing dawn
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What would you give to break free from death? To breach through its enclosing walls Then flee with unrepentant joy Becoming weightless, Detached From the whirring gears Of a doomsday clock
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The remnants of an argument Still swirl around me, Like devilish embers In a soft-hearted breeze
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I must tie down this idle time And lock it away With a thousand other moments of refuge To revisit for shelter When the heavens well-up and explode Into a riotous, pelting rain
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I’m pursued by a distant voice, By the twisted songs Of my former self They curse every traitorous urge I conceive in the present Set aflame By my fearless stagger Into ash and oblivion
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