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Where Words Fail, The Mind is Gone
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Old Unrefined Material Entangled together,
The rythm of beat,
Heart pounding,
It speaks.
At long last
There is
Nothing left to say
But a broken love.
Dancing in the rain,
The subtle hint of
relief from the
entrapment of emotion.
Dead stars
are wished upon
eternally
by desire.
Taking to an
Object that
Is nothing but
matter;
Destroy it,
Obliterate,
Annhilate,
Anger--
--Hatred speaks;
Inability to be
in control
throws us in a fit.
Crimson tears
Run from the
Wrists of the
fall angels--
--Life is
a sad existence;
Wishing to stop
such agony, pain.
If there were
no words
for the moments of
pure bliss--
--Then simply
The thing given
remembered on
as the kiss.
When all things
are all gone
and nothing but
memories exist--
--Then we die.
Die of broken hearts.
Could not, would not
Find another reason.
