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pallid thoughts perceive a vision of eve's vigil
transform the day tonight in a blur of dimmed focus
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She disappears into the mounds of dishes
laundry falls upon the floor scattered remnants
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Jonathan apples picked with care only ruby and polished pride
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My victim’s souls are trapped in glass Screaming for release
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Behind the frame My fears are kept
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My pain has now ceased
Your corpse can speak no deceptions
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fragments fall with distilled patterns diffusion creates more nature's art
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lips seek more in hunger's frenzy
stolen promises of more to give
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hungrily they haunt the halls skeletons always in search for more
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Sinister scheme
Fresh blood
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slowly the chill drifted over
spilling waters and I dreamed
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courage grows when lights are dim
false appearances goad the ego
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stealing sins before fruition lies of passions never felt
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childish dreams of forgotten lore
aspirations grow with the passing years
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slide down paradise with the fire that quickens a source of passion and all consuming glee
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I should have stayed home!
But my appetite for cheese was to strong.
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America's Nightmare shows mixed clues of memories past and eyes of truth's
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her smile shadows a soliloquey
before an illusive glance appears
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Ravens hair tossed in the wind,
stark contrast to silken skin white,
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Once the trumpet sound,
her branches laid barren,
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Summer's fall in memory or pictures scrapebook. Colors splash, brown
red, orange typical worn as fashion
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falling autumn leaves almost hesitantly gone
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Weathered skin in testament of body frailties to times march.
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