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The rush of words so strong 
rough like sand going to eons long 
words of power beauty brutality 
rush like falling bombs or is it stars being born
Sour is a sound bleeds from lips so sweet 

I hear violence 
fire of words jagged dark 
deep cutting you hurting 
so tender draining into wells rippling
Breaking Glass Crystal chimes 
Sharp shards still a heartbeat 

I feel violence 
Like velvet violins in vast voids
Nowhere to stare no way to still the gun 
push pause, rewind

I see violence 
Lord, burn the images deep 
staring into hells heart
High in to the atmosphere 
lights of stars following near
like rain black the insane 

I feel violence
A hurtful sounds, words of power 
and grace ancient tiny sand blowing 
long inward toward land, beyond.
Falling bombs heavens cascade 
violence I hear like velvet violins in fast voids 
Swing the blade, stay the sword I feel violence.
I see violence like 
thunderstorms in damnation distance…

Do you hear that tear my Lord…

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