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I close my eyes,
there is nowhere to go,
nowhere to be..
but beside me in my..
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The rain will fall a thousand times
to give us all some peace of mind.
Assurance that there's someone else
giving us hope without a doubt.
While t..
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The sky is a blanket,
keeping us warm, or cold
something controlled.
Penetrated by its razor arrows,
or washed by its tears so narrow.
To look,..
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I am
resistant to pain-
rarely ashamed.
I am
a significant piece of carbon-..
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For a friend.
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Death grips a standing air,enveloping its target with pure precision.Distant shadows drown in their own dust,succumbing to a circled darkness.Liquid e..
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I am a man of few words,
though numerous thoughts may have just occured.
Obserd placid and wondrous thoughts,
addendums into my substantial p..
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A verse (improvised)
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A crucifix left standing in the chimes.
Only lost waiting in a framed state of mind.
Present yet certain the end is near.
Strained of anger and m..
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lets partake in a journey, far away from here.deep, within foreign forests, clouded by sheets of natures hair.sprinting through curtains of mist, amid..
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