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An abyss in the chaos of it all, As in one more step, the greatest fall, Pride is not the only thing which can bring you down, For if you close your ears the whole world is silence, no sound, When you are hurt don’t be alone, All the seeds you have already sewn, For there is always another who will guide you through, Someone else who knows what it is you want to do, Tasks make us busy, when there’s nothing to tell, When your busy, you can’t see, you reside in hell, As fire is the creation of ...

Forgive me as I start from the beginning again, I understood your measure just not your pain, Heaven has a door which you cross at any time, So why fear death, its just one more line, The poet tells us that everything is as it seems, But in reality its hard to know exactly what that means, As a mind is a transient vessel images completely flow, Where is the destination, what will end the show, Take the journey to what is being said, For in a heart beat, you could be dead, If you throw yoursel...

I am a leaf in the paradise, No fear, no vice, I thank you for your kindness and bitter sweet, For in your window made of broken glass, sit here in defeat, I have fought all my life, to get to where I started from, And when I look back my images in the past have gone, Still here in this useless time of no more, And for more than once, I am bored, Within me I feel a force trying to get out, The constant scream of words, ends to shout, Bring me into your space tell me welcome in, As I hide from...

Mention to me again what it is that’s my own mistake, As within me lies a curled up hissing snake, Ready to pronounce against any type of foe, Curled up in submission, with no destination to go, Waiting for the sentence, the open gate, Ready to attack with venom, ready a life to take, For if you claim understanding where there is none, You will be alone, shadows undone, Pass me the gun I wish to play roulette, There are images I need to forget, Check it out, see my eyes as they burn, As from ...

Cry me a river that I may float away, On a vision of a lovely child, challenged as may, Negative images of times that should never be, Not in this life time, can I believe that this is me, You open the gate, I stroll in my arrogance to lie, As your image, like my picture, in my own way I sigh, I want to leave all my troubles in a vat of acidic mess, As into my childhood, I firmly regress, I belong in a time, already gone, As in my mind mine will always be done, Take me aside talk to me as if ...