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I
Crept out from heavy eyes blind,
inseparable blues and next years love of didn't disappear
Telephone sweet east to your place of previous thunder
Stars glow weak and terrified, but still write in still wonder
But I can't breathe with these butchers down my neck
Heavens sure will fall to clay hammers
Who will ring a cool tomb for spring death
Helpless or harmless its only yours once, the first breath

Go now, your travel, your journey along walls
Too proud to fall or all aboard to build up
Your perfect sound
Was to wander but screams, real

II
Old faces
Raw in color
Blind
The secrets
Found a long
Time gone

III
Day begins to grow thin as bent metal
Lights out for the immortal soul, with moon flower beauty in soft heart midnight
With long lips kiss
Music box boys roar down railroads hung by necktie, while fathers sleep sound in private
No time for pride by the drunken sea
No more come home by anxious letter
This is no time to sleep
Must make this madness my own

IV
Electric neon in half way states blink
Hideous half life light hands god over to goodness
To lay time down, drugged, drawing venom do we learn?
Spit oil to share the name, the same strangle some day wolf will lay
May we be young and love
Love while alive

V
Burial queen
Can't sing for you
So only
Gravity
Will hate or
Hold you
No
More now

VI
Bury your own
Poet

VII
Last words short with phantom heart break, little worlds in each whisper
Do you hear the world?
Clouds white with pearl
What color is sadness?
Soft now, soft
Sont-ils content?

VIII
Don't waste time, as worried on words
Let words be yours to feel along skin
To break a

part
With you they will never be broken
Words wait
Will always have time
Do not exist with time
With words I will give you my heart

Roll between them weightless and watch words dance against day
Or play languidly like light onto pages of planets
Words are
Portals
Or poison
Words are swords without blood
Forever yours
To shape