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Her scars scream
"Victor"
her eyes say,
Guilty
her hands,
lover,mother,wisdom
Her mouth,
betrayal,numbness
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British Columbia
We are found in resplendence
Awke suddenly/1st smoke of the day
Turn my head
Your form is an Angels'
Curved,scimtar Wing
Light infiltrates the room shyly
Sun strokes the blinds,curtains
The wind,the waves are salt-blessed
This on my lips,a true smile
Dive back into Holy sleep
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Stop the car
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Everything was feeling forced
Our words,coerced
Desperate existential plunge
Out!
Breathe in the special tastless air
hand on warm hood
Inexorable sancity of proximity
Baked-brick orange Sun
Animals worship with(or by) instinct
"Wind has no true antecedent"
Souls, also without precedent/constitution
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Here I must leave
at least some part of you
Impossible grief,now
Inconsolable
Withering
Abstinent eyes
deconstruct Light
Keen sea lament
Underseas pale reception
Released in to the might of a sure tomorrow
You drowned w/out a sin
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Signs of life now
Still alive,man,somehow
Post comotose stirring
Emerge from cognizant blurring
The dead are raised from these very stones
With regrets untold, unknown
Dread the punishing sun
As it cracks our weary bones
/(I know the rhyme cantor is so uneven lol)\
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Night,the 1st poem
Love,the 1st Song
Child,the 1st miracle
Rebirth,the 1st Dawn
Without antecedents
This matrimony of Souls and Time
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Stream of unconsciousness
wash away the day
Make significant the fade
make firmamments of blades
(her bloodsong is fresh upon the Earth)
Tempted to join you there
washed of impermeance
Ever immune
God is looking
shrouded,defined by His unique silence
And Im still here
and your'e still there
And somewhere,somewhere
somone's wishing star is dying
Collapsing on itself
-Shannon....
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These ghosts,you can touch
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Dangerous swords,won't you don't say
How did we break this spell?
No matter,I know that tonight
I'll still not find the fire in your eyes
Last cigarrette of the day
last ash in mouth,this is the last time
since last time
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Oceans sigh in deep emerald sadness
Infinite fool am I
Staring up at the dead,empty Miami skies
All I have is this...notebook and..
Pages crumple
Feelings tumble
Words to dust
Some God to trust
Stoner's drawl
Loser's crawl
Penunbric smile
Been burning awhile
Lost my line
Lost my "why"
Where'd you go
How can I know
Everythings opposite
Im alive,Im dying
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