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Timeless Tale

You are tragedy incarnate.
You're the whisper to the sky
That tore the world asunder
And you didn't need to try

Absolute opacity 
at maximum capacity
Fill your mind up endlessly 
With all the never meant to be

Wretched be this parasitic tag along you hide.
That filth you feed is evil, and it's time it ing died.
Betrothed be to misery, In confidant confide.
Hells nowhere you chose to be, It's always there inside.

Welcome. I find you're here again.
Funny how I catch you creeping back in now and then.
Used to be you'd stay as long as I cared not to care.
Now that I look back I left a lot of myself there.

The weight of all this emptiness, alleviates the (w)hole.
Now the mind is paralysed, it must destroy the soul.
Siphoning your entity to nurture the abyss.
Taking away everything to only give you this.

Seas are awfully rough, I hope the maelstrom abides.
The swift and gentle bliss, of her chaotic tides.
She will sooner drown me than she shift a single drop.
But the journey isn't over cause the journey doesn't stop.

Careful! I'm only here to help.
I saw that you were wounded, thought I'd nurse you back to health.
You're not captured.
Though it seems I've been myself.

Have some things that you might need. 
Guess just time if nothing else..
Perhaps you'll share some with me?
We'll keep it for ourselves.

You are mercy here incarnate 
You're the whisper at our side
That lulled the world to slumber 
So you didn't need to hide

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Into my sight

And then I see her she slides into my sight steals away my darkness then replenishing with light.
She heaves a heavy sigh head aloft toward the sky. 
I know you've love to give me but I have to say goodbye.
I belong to no one, less resigned more so designed.
In a universe so vast I still feel so confined.
As timeless as all past and future left combined.
This realm it still escapes me therefore must be left behind.
Mortality, finality are both one in the same.
Death and fear and hopelessness to me are just a name.
Transcending the futility of hate and war and shame.
Though I'm not sad to be leaving I am happy that i came.
To know that one whom dwells below could capture one above. 
Proving there's significance in what is known as love. 
Weakening in mind and soul I feel her grip it shift.
Her hand it pulls away from mine to vanish in the rift.
Unknowing of her fate or in what endlessness she'll drift.
Only her in memory remains a precious gift.
In her softly spoken tone rings the echo of her sorrow.
I know you'll always love me but there will be no tomorrow.

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Janus

She's a goddess, true poetry in motion.
The kind that has you sacrificing yourself in devotion.
Hypnotised, I move her sway.
With no question of acceptance, live to dance in her ballet.
I found a light, a beacon of perfection. 
Then once I'm at worst I find it's lies and misdirection.

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Minor distractions

Wait beyond the earth is doomed.
Sun grew hungry, thus consumed.
Further wait until time tires.
Watch as all motion expires.
Unstitch all that has been sewn.
Witness that which can't be known.
Mould a shape that's yet unseen.
Remake all that has not been.

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Unlikely

Yeah I'm great.
How 'bout you?
Did you accomplish all the dreams, you chose to pursue?
I bet you did.
Bet you went far.
No doubt you became famous, a real superstar.
Well like I said.
Myself I'm fine.
Though I never did move on from you, I'm sure there's peace to find.
It's been so long.
Did you find love?
I'm sure he marvels at you like you are the stars above.
You were so gorgeous.
Always will be.
After I met you, you became all that I could see.
I hope he knows.
I really do.
Just how lucky he could be to have a chance to be with you.
You lit the sky.
But I digress.
As I said before my life is hardly still a mess.
It's long but over.
I had to stop.
I was never able to pick up my heart after the drop.
It's not an issue.
It never was.
A lie I tell myself each day, if only just because.

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This ''Masterpiece''

This masterpiece a work of art, an affront to all my senses.
Tombstones of the dreams I've killed have built up my defenses.
Still further blurred the years I've learned to hate all we've become.
This world is curbed to round the heard the ignorant and dumb.
Though loving smiles cradle me through burnings of the ages.
And comfort warms so readily, yet still the war it rages.

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1999?

I'm living when I can hardly stand the life I've led so far.
When giving is the hand that reaches out to leave the scar.
With none I'm left subjected to an open empty space.
As one I am connected to a mind beyond this place.

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La Muse Bouche

I say to le "grand fromage".
You and your pastiche attachè.
You with all your rakish, cliche.
You think you're so Debonair.
You with another au pair.
You and one more rendezvous.
You again it's déjà vu.
You and another faux pas.
You always with Au revoir.
I say so much "bon voyage.

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Cut it apart

Disjointed, dissection.
Like that which came before.

Dissection like that which,
came before disjointed.

Like that which disjointed,
dissection came before.

Like that which came before.
Dissection, disjointed.

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Sorely

Taken by the darkness, ravaged by the wild.
You lit up my whole world, the moment that you smiled.
I would "lie" to you all day, though only truth is spoken.
We could fall apart together, become whole with all our broken.
Marvel at your brilliant shimmer, all would dim without you.
Wish to dispel twisted reflections that you believe true.
If all that I could ever give, does only find your wake.
I'd Treasure such brutality, cherish the keepsake.
Enraptured, I this creature you've captured in loves descent.
Infatuated, I will rise to banish your lament.