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I’ll tell you of pain
How it became
my refrain
I’ll tell you of sorrow
How I...

When the sands of time cease to exist
Will we transition into eternity?
Ravaged and ripped...

An assuage
brush
of air
coloured
in
the buried
passions
...

An invasive fire permeates the skin
As vibrations seethe through
The whispering wind
...

Abandon hope, travesties appear
For only phantoms adhere
Decayed remains yester-past
...

The heart isn't a GPS...

It's not made of porcelain or glass...

It isn't a painting to be...

I should have called you
Made up some excuse
To look into those pretty eyes
And fight...

Illustrate ...,Orcastrate...

Demonstrate..,and Elaborate
WERE on the wake of somthing great...

Embraced, enlaced, I fall in to the sea,
Waves crash over my body, I’m free.
In awe, allured...