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The delicate veil between life and death Flirt with one another under heavy breath Death teases life, playfully crude Pausing for a breathy interlude Can death bring life to it's side Or will life...
A river, meandering lazily, wandering, wondering, Wishing it's life away on silly pebble stones, Delicately sucking dry, the muddy water, carving melancholy Into shards of angry sand, scenting...
the biggest tree of them all is very diffrent then all its branches are to small the leaves are blue its trunk looks to fat to be choped down to the biggest tree of them all would like to be...
Does it do to leave the light on For your shenanigans at night Does it do to leave your socks on It's not a pretty sight Does it do to leave the seat up Guessing who'll be next Does it do to get...
Time is eternal, yet our share is not. As sure a flower will rise in spring, with floret each lush in violet; ‘twill wilt and tarnish in autumns wing.
As the snow melted I wept in awe. I knew in my heart I'd seen this before. Your mighty thunder boomed in my head. And if I turned away my soul would dead.
Not sure if I'm coming or going, Or Going or coming, I seem to be here there and everywhere, And there, here and nowhere, There are lists for my plans, And I've planned to make lists, Then there's...
Complicate. Hesitate. Awaiting fate. But time won't wait. Thinking. Sinking. Rewinding with no blinking. But the clock wont stop ticking. Lost. Crossed. Dreams tossed.
Slow burn. Worlds turn. And yet they stay. In their place today. Times change. And rearrange. Embrace the new. When they look for you. The old will seem. Like a fading dream. They hide, they guide.
so tragic life can be. it flies on. long before you understand it. do you stumble through. trying. or take your time and. succeed. only to find out. that you missed out. on the fun stuff.
Can you stay up for the weekend And blame God for looking too old Can we find all that you stand for Has been replaced with mountains of gold You cannot dream yourself to notice To feel pain and...
I sat at night and listened to the mournful sounds Watching the people all rushing around Where do you need to be 5 minutes ago. Have I been there and are you someone I should know.
Dear Diary, So today I make storms, Do floods, sprinkle snow, All the usual stuff, yer know.
I don't know where to go. On the Lonely road ahead. Perhaps I'll find some happiness. Or I'll just end up dead. I've walked a thousand miles. But what's a thousand more. I walk this walk this walk.
Another stab at wacky free form. Adapted from Angel Beast. #nightdweller ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I opened my sacred book again at days end, and saw smiling grimace against daily imperfections.
I fell in love with the night. And The radiance of the moon. I enjoy the dust of the dark. But hate day that will surely come soon. How lovely thoughts bloom. In the bask of the moon.
I become the lead role, the whole world is my stage. Sadly you can't skip over a scene like turning a page.
We were the kings and queens of promise. We were the victims of ourselves. A darkness comes at dawn. Pray to your God, open your heart. Whatever you do, don't be afraid of the dark. Cover your eyes...
Here is your life. It is for you to seek. Seek seek. Seek seek. only you, Here is you. You go to sleep. Sleep sleep, Sleep sleep. for a time Here is Time, Time is vast, it's deep, Deep deep.
In a dark night brightly, Shone a girl walking slow, Her face radiant in moonlight, But her feet nowhere to go.
history isn't about equations. science. and plans. it's about life. impulse. insanity over sanity. vane over vanity. nothing but a plan to meet. all you can do is not trip up your feet.
Time goes by so slowly, decisions made and done. The actions of a coward, though brave enough for some. Hallucinations of a man, whos sealed his own dark fate.
See me as I am drowning in the rivers of life. Look into my empty eyes and wash me up on the shores of surrender.
Nighttime terror feeds the habits Newly weds make love like wild rabbits Heartbeat rhythm feels the static Carpet burns, friction, automatic Headlight beams of gloom in traffic Blinded by love from...