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The mist was much like wool last night,
Blanketing…
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Gentle weeping, Easing the way I morn you,
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These hands, Blistering pain,
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The earth, I feel no soil...
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Where hot passion binds our lust eternal, Let us burn in our flames and bask in fervor.
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To lavish the weary defies sanity, For somnolence is a melancholic mind,
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Reclining in illusion,
I'm fucking drunk,
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Legs crossed, Fingers wrapped,
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Live hopelessly, For nothing awaits you,
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Somehow I smirk blankly,
Staring vaguely at those who preach,
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Subjective are the blinding cries,
Wielding bliss on cripple soil,
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Drunken fancy, Fighting foolishly for fickle folly,
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There was once a time where all my dreams were right for me, The purity concealed the dark that lies within.
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Life is rolling out of bed with dread to meet the putrid morn, Dearing not to draw the curtain in dreading loathe and scorn.
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Wash thy hand into the very epithet of everlasting waters, Sooth and clam yourself to the eerie screech of daunting lovers,
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To kill is daunting, The feeling is depressing,
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He who laments the test of time,
The journey of meeting and losing,
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Flattery is the bit of prospect,
Adorned by none but one's own mentality,
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As the smile blinds his prey,
Taking full advantage,
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You are a woman to love,
The quintessence of this feeling,
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How would you like to die?
To bear the pain of suffering…
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Run as fast as you can you fool,
How young you are…my love,
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I come here often…
Everyone’s high lifestyle’s ignorance,
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Sweet pursuit,
Kisses of seduction,
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Holding slowly and silently,
Gently from view,
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Open waters vast and dreary,
Atonement seems fruitless and weary,
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Tied suspicion,
Fruitless mission,
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I greet the morn with gentle pitter patters,
A pitter patter patting gently on the pane,
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I search a little...
Like the bee that buzzes,
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The Journey's end...
Lost in dwindled space which is my life?
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Beatitude assures the time they arrive,
Their blissful silence; half-crooked smile,
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Lingering Confusion,
Solitude's advocate from blinding insanity,
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I leave...
Yet never left,
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Gentle as the morning dew,
Runs sharply blades of green,
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