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Eon Ezkiel

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You're not as predictable as you might think
Remember when we danced in the pouring rain?
Remember when you played with my hair like it was some black fire
you wanted to put out (or pull out) ?
Remember those tales you must have made up?
Think about it.
Look in the mirror.
I'm not you.

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Breaking Story

Tender...now:
I can finally feel your bones dance around like jelly
Under my pressing caress...
You're blushing- oh, that's just dried up
Blood...

But I determined that you find
This romantic...
Well, guess the arrow reallly goes in the other way
Around...

Now, let's get you all fixed up-
Blacksmith style!

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I Am...? (Mindf'ked?)

Still intact
As though there never was an impact-
You must have sliced through clean...

Prolonging my life when it is already taken-?
This can't be a jigsaw, but still I'm solving and shak'n-

Sealed up by doubt and fear-
When it must be all-ready clear-
That the choice ain't mine here-

But yours...

Yours, yea?

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Marica...

I'll push you down and drown you
In your bucket list whilst it has yet some water.
I'm sorry, but you're too old to be playing with kids.
No, you're not sorry.
I'm not sorry either.
Come (halika)
Be the mermaid that you've always dreamed
Of becoming.
Though you look more like an Ursula to be honest.
You know yourself.

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The Last Giving (Up)

The last bullet. It smells just like all the others before it. Same coldness rolling between my fingertips. But what could ever make it so different? No, HOW could it be made so different? Or is it really any different? I give up, again, as I have done before. And so this bullet shall deliver. I'll deliver one last time.

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Deadline

How much longer
Will I have to fight myself
Over what to do

When the deadline
Is dying closer
To abort what's not even formed?

- I'm being pulled
Towards regret
Again-

Will I ever learn? !

But what is there to learn
If I don't really know
How to?

How do I face it
When I don't know

[...] Read more

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I Want To Be Your Cloud

For once I'm not thinking of myself
Ulterior motives disappear and fade, fade
Colors return from the shade, shade
Helen among the thorns I put my pride on the shelf and I
See you at the bottom of the sea, blind with light in your eyes
Ill-guided by the angler in disguise and
All I want is to hold you up to the naked sunset sky. That's you.

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Power, Hunger

They say one and one is two.
What if I hide one every other interval?
One and one becomes three, then four, then nine,
Keeping a breezy countenance, while
Inside calculating, calculating, the numbers
Filming perception over, and they say hunger
But I'm the one to bestarve.
They worship at my feet, scrawny drunk bastards
Out of their minds.

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Red Rose

19 13 remember
By winterfall we become one
I'll be the thorns around you
You'll be my joy
Until the world stops ticking-
Two outcasts fit for each other.
We'll count down the stars with each last breath,
Winking away and we'll be laughing until we're dead.
With my lips on yours in my head.
I'll see you again.
Until then, rest, my love, my friend!

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Fail

Wars inside my head
Hound and globe
As if they are important, as if
They are real, as if
Seeking truth in the blood

Until they are drowned, until they are drowned,
Restless is the trigger finger

More it will suffer trying to find
An answer, however life is mined
Jumps you out of your wits
Or's unnecessary when afterwards
Rips the history out of your hands.

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