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The summer has flown.
Calling the day; it is only 8,
But it is already getting dark.
The night songs have begun…

Watching the world race by
As the sun goes down.
Night greets me at my stop,
But the …

It’s a beautiful planet.
Shame about the humans.
The dominant species
Is killing the seas,
Cutting down the trees,
Polluting the air…..
Does it care?
It’s a beautiful planet…
SHAME ABOUT T…

I’LL ALWAYS TOUCH YOU.
I’LL ALWAYS BE ON YOUR MIND.
YOU’D SEE ME, EVEN IF YOU WERE BLIND.
YOU KNOW WHAT I’M SAYING IS TRUE!
YOU KNOW THAT I’M THE MAN FOR YOU.
WHEN I LOOK INTO YOUR EYES,
WINTER CHILLS TURN…

There’s a bullet in my heart
Lodged in
Causing me mind bending pain
Can’t seem to quite
squeeze hard enough
To stem
Seeping,
Excruciating pain.

One day on planet Earth,
A strange signal of alien origin was detected.
At first the signal was weak,
But year after year it increased to an undeniable peak!
An army of scientists,
Working in hundreds of…

THE ESSENCE OF EVERYTHING
AND THE NAKED TRUTH OF NATURES’ REALITY.
THE AWAKENING AND SHIVAS’ DANCE WITH PARVATI.
THAT FIRST ECSTATIC VIBRATION
THAT CREATED ALL RADIANCE AND BEING
AND THE UNITY OF D…

I walk in thoughts…
…with thoughts
…for thoughts…
Every step takes me close to you…thee…
I’m in love with walk…
…just walking…
I feel tapping of …

To get where we are indicates a procession on a large scale…

Motion slowed in feeling
The impact of each blast.
Blood seeps from wounds protrude,
Realisation is delivered fast.

(Did not mean to make the butcher so completely uptight)

Oh no, you can’t come out.
Go back inside and wait.
You’ll make me say or do
something, I am going to hate.
Please don’t come out
when people are here.

What makes Sky father so angry?
It has always been a riddle to me.

The cold kisses on my bare hands, I first thought was light rain was actually snow.

*The Horror takes its time to gnaw into our dungeon of blind, deaf, mute and paralized beings. But at last, it grows like a cancer, self-promoting a madness of discernment, shooting us via emotions, …

I thought that I knew you.
I thought we‘d come so far.
I thought your heart had softened.
I thought now we’d be more.

Do not believe what the press wrote about me! This is my story in MY words.

They used their bright minds to create for themselves
An imaginary world of fairies and elves.
I’ll bet if you tried you could think up some fun.
To add to their story that has only just begun. . .

Betimes Morpheus takes us by the hand
Leads us into the land of times past
Straight to the hours of our discontent
In the shadows of Castle Discordia