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Evergrey
I rest my head on my pillow And I hear the footfalls of God In the beating of my restless heart. I walk the path of this nameless city Old, effete, fictitious I lean on the bridge To see another me,...
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Lugubrious
I am not what I see in the world and its nature. I will not write anymore about The state of being and the wisdom The self, the time, the emotion All I would write now is the lyrical ballad At the face...
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Idyll
Here our paths will diverge Here on this idyllic mountain road You will go away towards the vain and vapid The ordinary you yearn The normalcy and the mundane; And I will remain here Sitted by the...
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Apocryphal
There’s a space around me A distance growing vast. In the depth of my solitude There lay the pleasure and pain The follower and followed The embodiment of future. You and I will give birth to Our...
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Aphorism
I see the world, glorious and gray Immured inside my fist Imploring to my benevolence Praying to be released. And I Looking down upon the magnanimity With a cruel smirk hovering by my lip Say, NO....
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Apotheosis
Here I stand At the end of the world Waiting for the final bell to toll. I do not see the man hiding beneath the façade I do not growl for the loss of an era bygone I do not excavate another passé idea...
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Farewell for autumn
Let us not pretend The world will stop With our silent departure Through nooks and crannies of days bygone. Let us not pretend When our eyes will meet again Amid the ocean of strangers In the...
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Endymion, revisited
I walked along the millions and myself Only to return through this desolate street The heartbreak hotels lying by my road The dusty horizon, tantalizing, evading, remaining still The stillness,...
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Legerdemain
Sometimes I feel like believing in God. Sometimes it dawns upon meThat it would have been betterIf I could believe thatThe universe is planning and conspiringEverything with me in mind. Sometimes I...
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Baroque
To spread or not to spread is the question There is a certain delight To disseminate the palpitation The throbbing ache at the lump near the throat Through nothing but words Jotted hastily on the...
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