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Focus On the Cold

Focus on the cold...concentrate...lean your head back let your eyes dialate, Close them tightly as so not to be seen, The shadows in the fog are swift as well as keen, Trying to forget them would not be wise for there thoughts move silently behind stitched open eyes, Whispers hauntily speak, It's only a mere dream? Then why do i not awaken seconds before i scream? You see in the nightmare world the sleeping are awake... making it impossible to tell what is real from what is fake...But what is real is only posessed by what your mind reveals taking the thoughts to the frost morphing non-existence into blurred surreal, So sit back and create what you make...for we were sent to merely guard the escape So With this blade i must thrust it deep within the dark It shall never rust...only fork the tongues of those we dare not trust, Thou shalt never take me I will erase what he blatently disgusts, Unspeakable words spin the axis, Unholy and disturbed I will conquer and overcome We will not stumble on others who stoke this flaming fun...I will not be a shadow Bit I will not be seen..We will melt and skrape the deadly frost that contains your fate, So sit back and watch me uncreate what you make For i will merely slither through the keyhole...and unlock the escape

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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