To be direct, one hell of a night..
Let's skip sleep then fuck the city-lights


Drops of shameOne foot out in the rain, and he opened the umbrella towards the pouring night sky. He started a walk with no preset destination, a childish stroll away from home. With the silhouette that you would expect from a person like him, yet somehow shorter. Maybe the nights dark didn't just eat from the surface of earth, hiding parts for him to explore. Could be all the thoughts that made his body look heavy, or why not blame it on bad posture. A night like this, who would even notice?Drops of shame
The road ahead had a glossy shine from the water, making it into more of a picture in a book then an actual place. &


Shallow breathApples fall into mouth While choking on your bite try to scream for me, since thats how dreams start hereShallow breath
Splinters grind your teeth While soothing through a mist we will carry you since your feet are gone
Bite the apples tongue These chemicals make you pure Its for all you children For whom this song is sung
Apples find your lung That taste is freedom from all those dark places From where this song is sung
My world locks you in Take a bite, choke and dream
Scream Scream


One stungWhere am I? Why is a light searching? A rain should start to fall about now, Cracks in the floor, widening, freeing. Kiss my cheek again and shut my eyes. This isnt happening. Outside they are all whirling like sawdust To land heavy on the ground.One stung
Seek a land. Phones and electrical ideas. For a while it was all a dream.
Soaking stains grow on rugs Where safe memories used to be. The war, a crushing fact of this Silent touch
Seek a land. Phones and electrical ideas. (No, you wont remember me at all) Fear and love, (.


Powdered on snowThe prophecy of frequency 284.3 The rapist is still free A mash of pure and greenPowdered on snow
Seek shelter in this house Rot under violet skies He's sure too find us here Closed eyes and mind is free
Ride safely Flight of third degree Use your thoughts to run Titanium panther flees the gun
Fly back to me find a trace to trail Swift as thoughts can be Green echoes set you free
Find your mother feel her pulse and see the green Let it echo Beat the drums numb Hearts start to beat!
A silent wav

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Solveig Angelica
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Our dried voices, when
We whisper together
Are quiet and meaningless
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'WOKE UP SCREAMING ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE HEAD"
Great poetry, words and visual.
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Your Filthy Secret
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