Empath In flames

Rookie (29.08.1985 / Australia)

Empath In flames Poems

1. [winters Morn] 1/25/2008
2. [my Star] 1/25/2008
3. [the Water Rose] 1/25/2008
4. [drained] 1/25/2008
5. [vessel] 1/25/2008
6. [homeless Heart] 1/26/2008
7. [nature's Depression] 1/26/2008
8. [reflected] 1/29/2008
9. [invisible Love] 1/29/2008
10. [gravity's Lost...] 2/1/2008
11. [tyranny-Saw-Us-Coming] 2/7/2008
12. [i Leave Today] 2/7/2008
13. [heroin Curse] 2/7/2008
14. My Place With Eden (Part One) 2/7/2008
15. My Place With Eden (Part Two) 2/7/2008
16. My Place With Eden (Part Three) 2/7/2008
17. [blood Rose] 2/8/2008
18. [lucid Notes] 2/8/2008
19. [communication Breakdown] 2/8/2008
20. [the Curse] 2/10/2008
21. [magnetised Soul] 2/11/2008
22. [dr. Metal Sues] 2/11/2008
23. [loud Silence] 2/11/2008
24. [pops] 2/11/2008
25. [an Act In Decision] 2/16/2008
26. ? ? ? Where Am I? ? ? 2/23/2008
27. [stranded] 2/23/2008
28. [this World Or The Next] 2/23/2008
29. [the City Of Clones] 2/24/2008
30. [a Statue Beast] 2/26/2008
31. [evolution Say I...] 3/4/2008
32. [dying Clocks...] 3/4/2008
33. [the Caveman] 3/6/2008
34. [medusa, My Queen] 3/10/2008
35. [the Candle Weeps] 3/11/2008
36. [afterlife Vs. Normal Life] 3/15/2008
37. [when The Eagle Cries] 3/17/2008
38. [vessel] Edited 3/20/2008
39. [artemis, The Hunt...] 3/22/2008
40. [wasted Hearts] 3/24/2008
Best Poem of Empath In flames

[death Return, Death Be Gone. (William Shakespeare Tribute) ]

Swiftness Thy foe, amongst in few.
Arch thou back, Thee mountain breast.
Giveth thy name & call it thou curse…
Flame thy existence, Darkest of black.
Purified hearts, Endurance thou Love.

(Death Return, Death be gone.)

Deepest in trench,
Thou giveth in birth
Deepest within, adjacent waters.
Giveth thy cry, Thou giveth thy birth
Demise credence, heath thou dispel
To learn… Entail.

(Death return, Death be gone.)

Engulf each life, smother in greatness.
Tears, soak to seep deliverance
Thee distraction be mild,
Thy pain, ...

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[winters Morn]

It’s a cold winter’s morn,
I awoke last night from a terrifying dream.
I dreamt you did not love me anymore.
I Slept awake, drowning in a river of my tears.
My adjacent limbs are frozen, My breath creates an
Abstract image of the state I emboss.

This coffee is my only form of warmth.
As I think about this vivid sense of departure,

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