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The dance of dolpins
as they weave through oceans cluches.
The salfy chime of rough sea waves
as they sing their sad old songs.
Like the wispe..
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If only you could see,
how much there is tome.
But everything is blue.
It may not seem like
Ihave much to say, but thats beacuse i have to muc..
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A thousand faces
All seeing eyes search your face
All one body, mad.
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The moonlight shines around you.
The city set ablaze,
burns down to the core,
ashes fall where they may.
Hot ember ashes fall through snow filled ..
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I dont often see solder in my dreams.
Their bodiesdrug to safety.
But their conscience left behind.
Forever fighting,awar that can never be won.
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Drops of water.
Run apart.
Run together. Run apart.
Always changing, always moving.
Never stoping, never aging.
New age, is cosmic love. Lava..
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Machine.
My lover, my machine.
Rabbit.
My machine.
Poison to my suffering,
sweat. Sweet suffering.
Leave me at my door, but wait inside my..
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The mask is steal. The mask is stone.
Covering up,
the soft underneath.
The fragile glass, that wears away,
from batter of words,
and thoughts
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Mouse you lovely thing,
i love to hear you sing.
The way your feet sound on the floor,
as you scamper through waiting door.
To eat the scraps,
i ..
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Cold water runs.
Words spill out.
Misspelled,
wrong.
Curious.
Do you understand it?
Resonance.
Harmony in the air.
It floats and quivers.
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