A crimson bird in the air with the wings of angels
It flies over the sea and mountains
A mind inspired in a mind; the thought spirals like a....
Tempest of knowledge forgotten in the realm of promise
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I am striving for a thing that's real
The purpose of life is to touch and feel
The thoughts that reside in the depths of minds
Untalented thoughts define the times
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I come in the rain, my heart without trust
Accepting the pain of true mortal lust
The air my companion for it i will plead
As i breath it in my heart cancels need
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Come on in, to my filth kept cave
Don't mind the decaying bodies and that head on my stave
Take a seat dear don't mind the dead eyes
I'll fetch you a rock with poison inside
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Keeping up with the time
Like a timeline
I define
The definition
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My mind the foamy froth reaching its sandy destination
The water flowing like true thoughts from mere evaluations
The waves speaking to me softly non hesistant of motion
Buried treasures in the sea like my thoughts and my emotions
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My eyes frozen in the heat of summer
Snowballs of pollen freezing my inner allergies
Frostbite and heatstroke builders of a new world
Life in its absolute; Summer and Winter
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The red mist contaminating; its demeanor deadly
Its thirst for suffering only tamed by death
The source the meaning of pain and darkness
Its seductive attraction deadly, dead, and dark
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