When softly does a whisper go
Softer still the wind does blow
till in my ear this secret parts
crushing dreams and tearing hearts
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Nightmare
Alone in the dark as I wait tonight.
A terror consumes every form of light.
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The Earth and the Moon
The moon orbits in distress as it yells and screams.
As it circles so defenseless.
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Life on Strings
As a puppet on strings,
I've seen that life ain't what it seems.
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Dreaming Too Close to the Sun
You ever been to the point where life's dragged you so low?
Where you are beggin to stop, but life is stuck on go?
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The Shadow's Dance
No melody is heard in this cold empty room,
Here in this desolate space.
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She Was Dreaming In The Rain.
There she lays with the rain washing over her.
A beautiful dream swells up in her brain.
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The Morning Came
The morning came and they awoke to the light.
The first thing they did was begin to fight.
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Prism
Gazing on the light that's passing through a prism.
Wishful wonders of fulfillment whithin this crystal mechanism.
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Without You I Stand Alone
I stand alone,
upon this desecrated stone.
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Lamentation
Just watching from a birds eye view.
You'll see that he can't take much more.
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Deep Blue Dream
All the thoughts pour out of my head
like a river into an ocean.
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Void Construals
A dying breed
claims much struggle
to hold their very fibers together
for just a moment longer than the sun wraps the earth
Forgotten by the sea,
they drift through open land
as wide and vast as the blue of the sky
and just as warm and bitter as the feelings they birth
With glowing eyes,
they pierce the moons dark silhouette
and with a sigh reveal its many mysteries
as to prevail into the unknown and conquer their dearth
But to no avail,
these discoveries yield more struggle
than the man power required to make the journey
corrupting the minds and hearts of those destined for such rebirth
A challenge grows
with no means to an end
and those destined are silenced and deafened,
chosen to walk through the world with no sense of mirth
A dying breed
falls for their construals
of what it takes to hold their very fibers together
for just a moment longer than the time spent finding their worth