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Mele'...just another moment |
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"The Nightmare" by Johann Heinrich Fussli |
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Thought of mine -Mele'
The visions cloud my mind colors blinding Objects familiar to make me aware of what I wish not to know of times to come that I can not undo They come swift yet stay long past after they have gone. I beg them to no longer knowledge me of what lay ahead. Yet they persist as if to punish me for not listening, for closing my eyes and turning my head. They are not my thoughts yet they reside in my brain....for now
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The Flame -Mele'
The flame dances and jumps high into the emptiness as if it is reaching for something that is not there nor ever was It believes it will burn forever unaware that a strangers breath can wipe it from existance. So it is with love... |
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La Muerte -Mele' |
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La Tristeza -Mele' |
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no sounds I hear the deafening silence holds me near
Words I recognize flow in my mind why am I here myself I cannot find
The heart now stops The blood holds still my hands now shake I have no will
Her eyes are cold They hold no light The thoughts still haunt me through the night
The perfect skin so smooth and light clay to touch blue to sight
the memory in mind is deep beneath core for now a childs voice shall be no more |
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Things that I cannot say are because of this wall that holds me at bay I dare not speak from my heart for the terror within tears me apart my mind is a web into which I am caught I no longer have hope I no longer have thought
My dreams are in color I see only black They haunt my days and show me I lack The shivers that hold will for me never cease For now I grow cold in the hours I lease |
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