Robby Villa

(COLLABORATION BETWEEN FLORIAEN & LADDY'S DAWN)
Sea of sand, wave of golden dust
Worms of light digging in the shadows
A maze of ripple around a sinkhole
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Pandemonium where my demons play.
Chaos where the unbalanced of all good lays.
A chasm of the abyss lay dormant.
The break of skin tearing.
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Another mural created with the creatures of my subconsciousness.
Words of all design become my paint.
Nothing & no one can constraint, dictate, debate, taint, or in other word repaint the words I put weight on.
All the murals I create come from my neural.
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My words become ignored til they burn & turn to ash.
My words are blind to those who don't the meaning behind them.
Why are words just words til a action follows?
I become Suicide's Sadness & string along sorrow as those who see my words as nothing but hollow.
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I planted a seed I called an idea in his brain.
I watched as it grew without food or water.
Eventually it started growing like a weed.
It attached itself to anyone who he went near.
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Seasons of change show your shades of sadness.
Focusing on the weather can drive your mind into madness.
As many shades of grey on a day you can see through.
Looking through shows me the the true view of you, the new, your blues, if you grew or just split into 2.
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