I wasn't nearly done with you.
It feels so good it hurts.
Concrete bleeds through holes in my wrists.
What are these diamonds really worth?
Emerald skies eclipse the moon
as poetry inclines,
to blind me from your heathen eyes,
and watch the stars unwind.
Invade my every fantasy,
annull my every dream.
Chastized as the world has been,
nothing is as it seems.
Entwine the seas, the skies, the earth,
and hang them on your wall.
But rest with both eyes open
lest your squalid splendour fall.
Grow your thoughts in an empty jar,
beneath your chest if lies.
But never stray away from me.
Will the phoenix ever rise?
Chain my soul around your neck,
you've ripped it from my skin.
But weakest links are bound to break.
We shall see who wins.
Coil my heart into your hands.
Make me your first chance.
Enternally I'm bound to you
in this everlasting dance.














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Angel
A strike of inspiration
Occurs at any time
Sometimes it may be nonsense
But sometimes it does rhyme
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I don't see me anymore....
Never monkey with another monkey's monkey, unless that monkey's monkey is a monkey
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When sewing a garment using thread coarse
To create a gown of some beautiful art
You might find that without a primary source
One tug on the thread, and it all falls apart.
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ora che ho perso la vista ci vedo di piu
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I don't see me anymore....
Never monkey with another monkey's monkey, unless that monkey's monkey is a monkey
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I don't see me anymore....
Never monkey with another monkey's monkey, unless that monkey's monkey is a monkey
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~*Lady Volume*~
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