There's a place beyond the single frame of mind you know,
a place too dark to ever go,
a place found deep past mask and costume,
a place locked tight in a single room.
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Death's serenade
it's the dark and the rain,
it's the sky and the fallen sun.
It's the splash of a tear
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I can taste it
in the air,
it soars above me
out of grasp.
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Love.
What a brutal thing.
Love...
such an ugly thing.
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Sombre streets of flooded yellow,
dim crusted lime, scarlet red like blood,
pavement melted, molded black,
dripping with the silver splash.
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The sunset's blood spills yellow and orange,
The fern's new life within the sporange,
I tread the Earth's path so sweet,
the flowers crumple 'neath my feet.
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The gods told me to look up,
so I looked down.
They never smote me.
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When the world ends
I will not hide
around the bend,
fear by my side.
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What is life?
Fire light,
a question asked,
a layered mask
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