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She Was Asleep When She Saw My Heart/Fossil
We Escaped at Ease in an Open Coffin (A Little Black Rowboat) Underneath the Floorboards.
The Blind Witness
Seeping Through the Trunk
Precious
Everlasting Piece
Symphony for the Lonely Tears
Numbering the Stars
Somber Matches Chasing the Light
The Insomniac's Book to Nightmares
Artificial Tears
Sighlaphone
Enveloped Petals in an Empty Embrace
Dust Roses
Blooming Expectations in the Color of Red
Bleed in Circles
Crown of Thorns
Like Sheep
Transparent Wings
Assumed Angels
««« We Escaped at Ease in an Open Coffin (A Little Black Rowboat) Underneath the Floorboards.»»»
Ghosts tied to little black strings
That hang from my fingertips,
Above the spiral staircase lies
An open body bag, floating amongst the spirits,
My love sees through mirrors,
The reverse image of a shadow beneath a closed door.
Her oppressive conscious flows beneath the floorboards.
Ghosts floating above a candle
Dream of burning black roses,
Inside the cabinet lies
Evasive tools of a sensual thorn, underneath scarlet water
My love sees through mirrors,
The reverse image of jackknives in my swollen heart.
Her secret tears seep beneath my shadow until we are at ease.
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««« The Blind Witness »»»
Jackknives in body bags
Warm embrace and cold splinters
I walk through walls of rain
Trapdoors are at my feet
All alone in this crowded room
The Cyclops’s eye slowly shuts
And the fog is lifted
It was bullets at first glace
Gazing eyes have
Cornered me
Yet I am surrounded
By their screaming whispers
Dead flowers in open coffins
Heated conversation and frozen silence
I crash through walls of glass
Spilling half empty cups of water
Tie me to the railroad tracks
Cuff my hands behind my back
Every breath counts
And I’m counting down from ten
Gazing eyes have
Cornered me
Yet I am surrounded
By their screaming whispers
Looks can say a lot
But words say the most
I’m hanging from the side
Of the bitter quarter moon
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««« Seeping Through the Trunk »»»
Silence breaker, a crack in the ice
Hands barely rising above the water
I can’t be myself and I don’t want to talk
Sliding of the edge, pin drop
Hollow voices, canyon cuts
Bracelet charms for forced smiles
Staring the past face down on the pavement
Highway cure, the truths been bent
Strung out lies
Knot my weak ends
Can’t talk or you’ll pull me through
Hands on the wheel, lost solutions
Heads on the shoulder - soaked shirts
Left curve crash with a scarlet dashboard
Walk the rest of the way, adored
Blinding headlights, a burning rope
Bruises and scars covering scabbed hands
Sentimental values scattered on the desk
The frigid pieces are torn, obsessed
Strung out lies
Knot my weak ends
Can’t talk or you’ll pull me through
Empty breaths with static words
Hide behind the magnetic eyes
Curtains closed, doors locked
Raindrop melody seeping through
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««« Precious »»»
Uplifting thoughts
The ones that run when the chasing stops
Unreliable dreams
The ones that fall when imagination fails
Paranoid love
The kind that is left behind when passion takes another step
Teary eyes
That blind me when thoughts, dreams, and love fail, again
Don’t drown me in your sea of infinite sadness
Don’t crown me your king of infinite madness
Hopes and lies, a dream so pure
A mind that seems, so wrong, unsure
Uplifting hopes
The ones that dream for the futures end
Unreliable fate
The one that desires to live until the new beginning
Paranoid trust
The one that holds when the chain is broken
Teary eyes
That blind me when hopes, fate and trust fail again
Don’t drown me in your sea of infinite sadness
Don’t crown me your king of infinite madness
Hopes and lies, a dream so pure
A mind that seems, so wrong, unsure
Take a bite out of the apple out fate
and spit out the seeds of destiny…
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««« Everlasting Piece »»»
A frightened little girl ran to mother’s side
“A gun,” she cried, “a gun!”
Her father stood, full of pride
“We’ve won,” he said, “we’ve won”
Pain lingers through the bodies of the sparred
And agony for the lost
The life of one, no one cared
Suffocated by tear exhaust
The bomb of all that’s fair
The freedom of war and speech
This scattered puzzle is shattered glass
We lost the everlasting piece
Ink and tears, a letters come,
On this fateful day
Then the child, all alone
Asks, “What does it say?”
Drowning thoughts that flood our mind
Not as easy as it seems
A life of one, will not be found
Suffocated by burning dreams
The bomb of all that’s fair
The freedom of war and speech
This scattered puzzle is shattered glass
We lost the everlasting piece
Cry into my arms my child
No more blood will be shed
Until the day the heavens die
And our tracks of life mislead…
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««« Symphony for the Lonely Tears »»»
I’ll watch you slip into the ocean
I’ll watch you fade underneath
I’ll watch you reach your hand out to the air
Black sky’s are impenetrable grief
I’ll watch you jump out from the farthest ledge
I’ll watch you disassemble as you fall
I’ll watch you raise your nose and sniff the air
Stardust, the most powerful drug of all
When the grass grows beneath the snow
When we swim into the air
When we fly so high we’ve sunk so low
And the Holy Ghost beware
I’ll watch you forget all you memories
I’ll watch you create a new beginning
I’ll watch you raise your arm into the air
Cross your heart, “I swear I’m sinning”
When the grass grows beneath the snow
When we swim into the air
When we fly so high we’ve sunk so low
And the Holy Ghost beware
You’ll watch me pull out the knife
I’ll watch you turn around
You wont see as I raise my arm
Backstabbed to the ground…
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««« Numbering the Stars »»»
The night lies like a sparrows wings
Heavens tears are pouring down
A bomb is thrown onto the earth
The crash, the light, the sound
Breathe a life in another fantasy
A dream so vivid earth is but a dream
Its taken control over all you loved
A life so real, life’s lost its means
Burn out the candle
And light up the fuse
Reveal me in another way
The truth must always lose
If you reveal yourself your always wrong
If you lock the door they ask why
If confession leads the path to heaven
Self denial means you’ll never die
Burn out the candle
And light up the fuse
Reveal me in another way
The truth must always lose
Burn out the candle
And light up the fuse
Reveal me in another way
The truth must always lose
Every star is numbered
And shines for many a night
But every star burns out so we
See things in a different light…
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««« The Insomniac's Book to Nightmares »»»
If I should be grateful just because I’m here
Then should I forget the people that aren’t?
I feel like waking up means I have to breath
So I decided to stop, to see if I’d ever have to wake up again
Eternal bliss is something I would die for
Is it a sin, to murder myself?
I always have people trying to knock some sense into me
So I decided to hide from them, to see if they’d break through the door
We are banded with chains that are weighted down with sin
And I’ve been looking into the eyes of hell since I can’t remember when
Because an angel without wings is an angel always begging for more
And an angel without wings is an angel not worth dieing for
An illusion of destiny is something I would kill to have
Heaven on earth, and hell on maps
Paying attention means I have to think straight
So I decided to stop, to see if I’d fall off the edge
We are banded with chains that are weighted down with sin
And I’ve been looking into the eyes of hell since I can’t remember when
Because an angel without wings is an angel always begging for more
And an angel without wings is an angel not worth dieing for
Dripping down my face
An unanswered question still lingers
Hollow tears are life’s little way of saying
That answers are an echo away…
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««« Artificial Tears »»»
You’ve committed the unspoken crime
For what you’ve done, eternal time
While I’m left breathless, a victim of life theft
And I’m choking on the life that I have left
I’m trying to look on through the haze
But the gates of heaven are in my way
Then before my eyes rises the dawn
I’m trying to figure out what I did wrong
To deserve this, god, can you hear me?
Why is a bright light the only thing that I can see?
So I’m left here crying artificial tears
I’m laughing at Satan and I hope he hears
Plastic angels are whispering in my ear
They say the Styrofoam demons are waiting here
A gray haired mermaid swam up to me
“I’ve sinned,” she said, “oh can’t you see?”
Her face was pale, her eyes were black,
“I’ve left heaven and I can’t turn back.”
“ If you’ve left heaven then where am I?”
“You’re in hell, you deserved to die.”
So I’m left here crying artificial tears
I’m laughing at Satan and I hope he hears
Plastic angels are whispering in my ear
They say the Styrofoam demons are waiting here
Do you believe in demons?
Do you believe in fate?
Do you believe in dreaming?
Do you believe in hate?
Do you believe your safe?
Do you believe you’re free?
Do you believe in faith?
Do you believe in me?
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««« Sighlaphone »»»
If life is full of questions
Then is heaven full of answers?
Was there ever even a place for me here?
It’s like I’m high and the sky is falling
But I’ve realized that the word happy
Is an excuse to say that things will get better
And now I know that nothing changes
Will it make more sense if I just walk away?
Away from you and your excuses that you’ve thrown on me…
And I regret, along with every other human alive,
That I burnt my wings in a fire of lies,
Lies covered by the truth of an unsuspecting life,
And cries showered by the screams of an everlasting strife
Existing doesn’t mean you have to have a life
It’s just an excuse to say that you’re doing something with it
What does it take to unlock this cage of hope?
Hope is just an excuse to remain the same
Innocence is broken by the first touch of faith
And faith is good news if your strangling life
A choke hold for all time, front-page news
You’re the headliner,
Now slowly walk away, from me…
And I regret, along with every other human alive,
That I burnt my wings in a fire of lies,
Lies covered by the truth of an unsuspecting life,
And cries showered by the screams of an everlasting strife
The tips of my fingers are clouds
That run up and down your body
Heaven is a fist away…
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««« Enveloped Petals in an Empty Embrace »»»
Fingers curl above the muddy banks
Placid thoughts deceived
Petals scattered in the swamp
Blessed roses float down the stream
And all that’s lost is found again
Beneath the infested sea
A drought hung over by grateful fears
Beloved by sour tendencies
Tears that blossom sweet demise
Sympathy for the lurking eyes
Rose petals shatter love and hate
Falling dew, a drop to late
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««« Dust Roses»»»
Hung up on a dial tone,
18 years before coffins existed
They buried mom alive underneath the gritting sea
With a rose in between every one of her fucking teeth,
Why can’t I follow, father, why can’t I float?
Thin ice; cracked gravestones
Memories and expectations
Dreams of losing doubt
Promises and broken trust
My flowers blooming inside out
Hung up on a drought,
49 minutes before the knives were drawn
Roses weighted down, bullets falling to the oceans floor
Bite marks on the sour circumference,
Why can’t I follow, father, why can’t I flow?
Somber bloom; stained pistols
Memories and expectations
Dreams of losing doubt
Promises and broken trust
My flowers blooming inside out
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««« Blooming Expectations in the Color of Red »»»
Why do I always have to look down
When I'm standing on the edge?
I'm inhaling the wind
And falling of the ledge
Why do I always feel like I'm almost at the top
When the steps are made of glass?
I'm exhaling the wind
And shattering my final grasp
Why do I always have to look up
When life is raining down?
I'm inhaling the water
And waiting to slowly drown
Why do I always feel I've swam below the gates
When the hole I've dug is a shallow well?
I'm exhaling the water
And discovering the walls of hell
I dream of passion
I long for pain
Red is the opposite of itself…
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««« Bleed in Circles »»»
Gasoline paths and lit cigarettes
Burned my love, so warm, so warm
Damp streets and headlights flashing
My only love, so worn, so worn
Broken mirrors and supple glass
Stab my love, a thorn, a thorn
Radiant eyes seem so pale in the light
Who told you roses don't grow beneath stones?
Graves, a scarlet toast to memories
Shadow stalkers and rear view murders
Deceived my love, subdued, subdued
Bed sheets and open windows
Revealed my love, removed, removed
Locked doors and alarm clocks
Awoke my love, unmoved, unmoved
Restless gazes seem so blurred in the night
Who told you roses don't grow beneath stones?
Graves: a scarlet toast to memories
Our hands caress from opposite sides of the glass
Agony drips down our fingers
And the passion wreathes our hands in circles
A never-ending drought of roses only goes one way
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««« Crown of Thorns »»»
Princess Frost drowning underneath a sheet of ice
My arm protruding through her prison bars
Her winters cell, inhabited by my grasp
I sank into your frozen shadow dear princess
Now we are one, forever lost in a dry embrace
Until the dawn, Mourning sunrise
Crown’s melt upon your head dear slave
Frozen stems lead to dull thorns
Shallow flames, lost in your eyes
Stick the knife in, my love
It can’t hurt them can it?
Stick the lies in my love
In can’t hurt me can it?
Prick the king of winters dream
We are the crown of thorns
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««« Like Sheep»»»
Delicate.
The pieces casually fall from the sky.
Tear along the dotted lines.
Roses plucked from soil.
Growth continues underneath the grave.
Breathe on windshields.
Machetes intermittent, sway in the rain.
I read a story on the back of my hand.
The narrator fell from 49 feet.
Landed on a thought.
Then continued to sink.
Suffocating in cardboard boxes.
Stick men.
Like sheep.
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««« Somber Matches Chasing the Light»»»
And my affliction turned to realization as I sat on the porch
Holding black tipped matches to your eyes
Like melting wax under a sheet of snow
And hoping that all the memories would disappear
Was the answer within your view?
Searching for some fiction in your Styrofoam hideout
Don’t step into the light Malina, just chase away the night
And the flames grew taller as I sat on the porch
Velvet roses underneath the spiral staircase
Like fireworks blooming ebony skies
And dreaming all the ways to die without pain or affliction
Was your reflection shoveled within in your heart?
Digging for some truth and finding plastic dreams grasping for air
Don’t chase the night Malina, just step into the light
Carved my thoughts into a weeping willow
Then walked away with the ashes
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««« Transparent Wings »»»
Drift through the transparent, love
Earth is but a sentimental grave
My glass wings, a pillow for your warm glance
My fingertips rest upon your eyelids
Gravity releases and sight collapses
Sleepless nights retrieve the placid thoughts
Soar through the moment, love
Marigold fields are but fragile tears
Tender embrace tucks away its sympathy
Sink into the stares, seep beneath the infested sea
Rest your hand on the cerulean skies
Clasp a moment in your grasp
The perpetual growth of harmony
The interminable bloom of melody
She spoke to me
My love, nothing but a negative image
Black and white stars veil your eyes my dear
Burn the starving with heads on sticks
Can you drift among your extremities my darling?
Your lips are sketched on my fingertips my love
Can you awake me love?
Its time to mingle in the clouds
She spoke to me
She awoke me
She spoke to me
She spoke
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««« Assumed Angels»»»
Mesmeric bullets raining down, like assumed angels
Tripping amongst their carbon monoxide hearts,
Our unscathed minds turn the other cheek,
Our eyes gaze upward as we glare into her eyes,
468 triggers as our plastic jaws drop.
Biting the bullet; suffocating in shallow waters.
With a gun and a pack of cigarettes
She has augmented her crimson amenity
Punch-drunk and multicolored
My love, a pretty bullet episode
Mesmeric angels raining down, like assumed bullets,
Praying amongst their denied helium
Our prudent minds fathom mirrors and all they suggest
Our eyes stare downward as we fall into her lungs
864 reasons as the needle drops
Walking on water; clasping the sidewalk savior.
With a gun and a pack of cigarettes
She has augmented her crimson amenity
Punch-drunk and multicolored
My love, a pretty bullet episode
Red roses penetrate her
My love walks through walls
Black reason collapses beneath her
My love was born asleep at the wheel
We will have our revenge on the shadows
Gray skies demean her
My love looks the other way
White lies expect more from her
My love slips on the ghosts in her lungs
We will have our revenge on the lovesick whore
With a gun and a pack of cigarettes
She has augmented her crimson amenity
Punch-drunk and multicolored
My love, a pretty bullet episode
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