Bryan kelly

Deep down beneath
There lies under your feet
An ancient civilisation
That defies imagination
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Let's meet up in a game of chess.
You'll be white, I'll be black.
I guess I have to be patient.
For you to attack, and me just to wait here.
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Towering over you
the ego grows from seed to flower,
like a mirror image of oneself.
Knowing it's ways as it does of you,
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The magnificent seven, sins, seas..
As many days in a week.
The colours of the rainbow,
come with seven like you and me.
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I hide and seek.
For what I am not, is in front of me.
Like fear behind pride, starvation behind gluttony.
Hiding in plain sight, being better than you'll ever be.
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Venus shines bright in the night sky.
Green light reflects on the high tides.
Waning, waxing or even full.
Covered up like the dark side of the moon.
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Someone I used to know,
made tears fall made of snow.
Turns summer into winter, silver into gold.
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I am more of what is less important, for I was made out of you.
Not that I don't matter...
I'm starting to look less foreign, feeling black and blue.
Weightless like a feather.
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Trapped in a cage
watching it fade, like day into night.
Taken away,
willing to stay and burn by the light.
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Wherever the wine spoils
the fruit ripes, for its grown in soil.
Taking part in the cycle.
So call me whenever the night beat me to it.
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