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Cliffs of Solace
Peer o'er the precipice, try not to fall
a near miss, o sweet bliss, could've ended it all
gale forces tear out my eyes, blank skies
to depend on, acidic torrential rain
frictionless shame, hurry thine end.
Maelstroms' conspiracy
epicentre futile to flee
darkened lights behind my eyes
lilting notes shall never fly
take a step and you'll be free.
Tower looms before me
never taught to climb
bleeding hands and burning sands
malevolent design
atmospheric conspirator
of lush frost-world
concave mirror casts eclipsing wraith
crystalline petals blacken unfurled
frozen in time
He loves you, he hates you, yet never will he touch you.
Marching silently to deadly throne
ignorant the peals of thunder smiling refutation.
Sonic waves, trachea flayed, false illumination.
Sightless, breathless
feel the warmth beneath the stone
everlasting clarity
deafened by a vicious drone
wings are grown;
to steal away defiant core
give away my pulsing love
lacerated by the storm
And god is laughing.
Heavens rays brush my cheek
forgotten the feeling
lids closed in bliss
now's the time to leap
fight gravity forever
open your eyes, and realize
you're already falling.
