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Broken Thoughts |
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Obscurity Member
since 2003-12-04
Posts 153In A Melancholic Dream |
Like the silhouette of a man, Cast by the reflective beacon of light in the sky A shadow in the pale moon, A retractable and existential existence The vibrant color of a sound Decays in the undercurrent of a twisted dimension Purposefully draw a ghost in the echo of moonlight, Then paint the spirits of a fallen ancestor, Like the words on a tombstone Young and old, dark and bright The deniable reality of a life, So longed to reach an ultimate euphoric ecstasy, Broken thoughts, are scattered, In the winds of time, in the seas of nothing, In a dream of shattering consequences It's the bullet of a memory Loneliness and exile, The demonstrative, Alone... Maybe we can... Fix that little hole in the sky, Where the possibilities of infinite realities, exist. |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
This is mesermizing -- and I love your phrasing. Then paint the spirits of a fallen ancestor, Like the words on a tombstone ... Broken thoughts, are scattered, In the winds of time, in the seas of nothing, In a dream of shattering consequences It's the bullet of a memory |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Enjoyed...James |
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