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[124] We Live To Die Again
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The lie of your fragrance it keeps me alive The lingering waves of the ocean of truth sweeps me aside I lie here with your distant memory to make me alive But the boredom of everyday existence sweeps me aside A whisper of unsaid things curl around my lips again to watch you not knock…
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[120] The Glory of Silence
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There’s both glory and doom in knowing yourself. The glory is that self-awareness helps you to not make mistakes. The doom is that you still make mistakes and you are self-aware about it. You suffer. You feel like your suffering knows no bound. No one’s suffering can compare with yours. But then you listen to…
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[118] Remnants Of Your Remembrance
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A silent sentence I pass on myself like the stillness you’ve left behind bit by bit it rips apart the colours Now all there’s left is a monochromatic melancholy flashbacks of your memory They haunt me still like a deja vu I try to brush it aside as my mind’s trickery when all it does…
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[116] The Spiral of Ignorance
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every time you leave i wish it is a sunset and i wait laying and lying hoping you will return as a sunrise harsh in your remembrance but sweet in your memories you tell me a story that meanders through my mind as i look at you curling your hair with your fingers in a…
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[113] A Case Against You
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There is a hearing in the courtroom. You sheepishly pull yourself together to the stand. This is a case against you. A drop of a nervous sweat trickles down your forehead as you wipe it away before anyone can see it. This is the dominion where you are put to the test of life. You…
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[112] Tiny Blue Dot
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The duality of it all conflicts when the astronaut walks on the ground the oxygen in his tanks leaks to light him up the bleak space up above fainter he closes his eyes until it closes his mind a stargaze up above lands itself on the ground the astronaut twinkles to the ones far away…
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[111] The Nation’s Mystery
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Part of my culture conflicts with my nature a deception of my mind I don’t let it resist a conscious of a nation so I fall back and fall apart to hide from the desire of standing out Then they say Nobody wants to know your mystery Mystery man You’re self-conscious about your own mystery Mystery…
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[109] Reflection Of Each Other
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Thinking of unfulfilled dreams and hopeless hopes I turn my attention outwards to the expressionless faces that repress characters in favour of an impression they want to have on me oblivious to each other’s truthful thoughts as we nod to the fabrication of our souls scared of a misunderstanding and an acceptance of a lie…
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[108] The Nostalgia Man
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He always spoke and moved in the past tense as if living life backwards All he wanted was a time-machine forgetting that the past would become the present and the present is not sweet like nostalgia but bitter than before it’s a realisation that your problems exist and that the gone will remain gone now He…
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[104] A Story With No Ending
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The anguish your lips make me feel defeat the constant melancholy I feel For they don’t touch my lips nor do they open for my ears They stay put Opening only to close breathing only to swallow words back while my mind conjures what you didn’t say and twisting what you didn’t mean Alas, I am…
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[104] A Story With No Ending
The anguish your lips make me feel defeat the constant melancholy I feel For they don’t touch my lips nor they open for my ears They stay put Opening only to close breathing only to swallow words back while my mind conjures what you didn’t say and twisting what you didn’t mean Alas, I am a…
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[103] The Myth of Doom
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Walking the thin line between inactivity and pain a devil’s workshop An atmosphere of echoes surrounds with the gentle brush of memories making me reflective but not blue The silent and the omnipresent distraction makes way for a remembrance of a feeling or my memory of that feeling that no longer resides in truth but…
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[101] Last Disguise
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To not exist only in the eyes of others but only in my own as a manifestation of confidence unlike what the world wants of me A bundle of chaos that tries to undo himself for the amusement of others All I was, All I will, All I am is a lasting invisible radiance of…
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[100] Keeping It Inside
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He slept on her side But his mind was above Like a cloud full of rain Waiting to just burst But he watched her go to peace One of those rare times While he simmered up inside An effort to stay still An effort to let this night by He couldn’t understand All the things…
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[99] The Melancholy Night 1 – Chasing Sleep
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It’s 4:30 AM I cannot sleep. I’m in the grips of insomnia. Thoughts are fleeting and I no longer have the energy to make them stop. It’s no longer the individual thoughts that hurt me, its the collective pace of them all that makes them unrecognizable. Only the feeling remains, the facts are aloof. I…