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darkness crawls over the room, moving me into my fears,
further ensconcing me outside of the realm i need,
that embraceof dreams, that secret lord,..
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i dream far away,
it stays at bay,
i sleep and sway
and wonder in this ruined night.
are the old answers the right way?
do they have promises in ..
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i heard motion in the universe described as not but a dream,
a dream defined by the twisting perceptions of the mind,
the mind can hold this power..
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music creates worlds in chants and tatoos,
clustered phrases of inpassioned agony.
it echoes down the halls like a scream
behind a slightly closed..
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these winds take me further than
those words ever helped me up
a wave crested mighty, unbright, full with froth, and
denied the sky tomy pleadin..
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there are beasts in the winter of my heart
psychotic ruminations blasting me from sleep with perilous laughter
it's this laughter that scares me cho..
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i have stained myself w/ tears
w/ knives & renounciations & fear,
w/ the salt of her sweat & the promise of Christ's blood.
i have sta..
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