

The Sweatit's the sweat again the ice in my veins again and a bullet in my stomachThe Sweat
bites its teeth into my neck its venom narrowing my vision crawling down my back
try to concentrate on the touch touch touch fingers on the table
doubts and ambiguity trigger memories and false prophesy that no man should ever know for sure
synapse spark muscle twitch bite off a word with smile half cry don't scream
to hell with fair I want easy
the chill of inevitability washes over me again


Doesn't Conceal the Artisttoday I made a bird paper wing and heart of lithium I let her loose watched her soar off some breeze into the freeDoesn't Conceal the Artist
my mind soared along my creation, the image of that flight and saddened too that I am grounded


Of LightIf there is justice then you'd show me the road if there's a judge I pray I'll never knowOf Light
You were the light breaking shadows for dawn the warm little center in a world filled with snow
the world tried to chain you tried to call you her own all this time you were mine alone
of light and fire you are my star epics and graces your silence says more
what a pitied world without your radiation would the frost take us back? statues again?
gestures, touch glowing in the night burn into


ImpressI can fall with perfect form charm without rough diamonds I can find a needle and even close my eyesImpress
I have perfect fashion on all my parts make water from the wine I can see the colours and even draw a line.
I have perfect placement for all my scars drag the blade and make a stain I can tell you it's symbolic can even tell a lie.


WhisperWhisperWhisper
I Perseverance comes in the flesh, not: Pill, injection, inhalation. But as my grave settles from the hard night's rest, (spade, and that menthol chill) I'll turn to all the wrong things and I'll say farewell. Fare thee well... As I light up again, I will puff you away And I will puff you away
II Solace is a dream for those who identified that poor v


Pass through Softnessall i needPass through Softness
is to run through a never ending forest
and never quit
till i cant breathe passing through the trees the wind bouncing off them
and through my hair
my feet contacting every blade of grass and my steps
never fading
never failing
to leave a solid footprint
and ill collapse at every meadow
just for a day
just to feel something s
I thought only you would understand
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-M@
Your little picture is spinny x.x
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Wolves are wolves, no more, no less.
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-M@
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A vast pattern of which I am a part... What is the pattern or the meaning or the why? It does not do harm to the mystery to know a little more about it.
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-M@
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'what's the hurry?'
'he asked with the eyes more than the lips'
'the heart is still aching to seek'
'ill hardly breathe'
~WITH LOVE v.v.C.
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