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Twelve: -Before “one day”…

One day” all life will cease to be
And on that day ...a rose will blossom,
It doesn’t know that were not free,
And once we fall we hit the bottom…

Sea ravens can feel the danger…
Of a universe exploding,
While the fear overcomes anger
But a wise man should feel nothing…

One more leaf is dead to me…
No more moments… no more pain.
Fallen from an old oak tree,
Where no simple thoughts remain.

Is” one day “just in our dream…
Thus am I right to be so wrong?
Its not all as plain …it seems.
But are we not were we belong?

Tomorrow may be that one day …
When we can look beyond the wall,
The clipă when we can surely say,
If we can climb or if we fall…

But don’t worry said the pink ribbon…
For tomorrow’s just a day
And even if you stop to be,
The world will carry on the same…

Chains on summer are just rotten.
For the heat can leave on marks
But one day… the chains forgotten
The universe will have its stars.

Drowning spirits with desire
Of the things they needed less…
“Will “one day” become a fire,
That will burn them” wise man said.

Yet before one day arrives
We will play the pawn in chess
Smoke will cloud our dusty minds,
And we will never progress.

Through the light of hostile torches…
Every person has his fears…
But that is the price of knowledge
Such a price we pay in tears.

“One day” all life will cease to be
And on that day ...our love will blossom,
I didn’t know that we were free,
And if we fall there is no bottom…

Before one day” …before it starts.
Before the world is torn apart.,
Before we see how much it hurts…
Our love will blossom in our hearts .


Beneath my shadow …

Within a maze of all my mirrors
Within the pilule of my time …
I find my self with all my fears
Not knowing what is truly mine.

My mind has gone, my body follows …
The through within is left to die,
If I am mad … no body knows
If I were mad … than I’d know why.

Within the universe there’s passion
Within the stars there’s untold through
My spirit’s killed beneath the action
Within my mind there’s no more youth.

Form underneath a rose the shadow’s gone
And all the beauty is dyeing slow
The world could never carry on
Without the things it shouldn’t know.

And now I see the dawn on my blue hills
Looking behind there is no shadow
And in my mind there are no more thrills
Maybe I was always hollow …

Does the insane man not feel he is normal,
And the natural …admit he’s insane?
Does not the insane try to act formal..
Than which is normal …that is the game…

Within a maze of broken mirrors.
Within a capsule I’ll unlock,
I tried to fight off all my fears
Now I am ready to just stop…


Fade illusion

This is the beginning of all there is to know
When glimpses of madness make roses so pale
To think like a seed … only to grow
To be so …eternal but sentenced to jail

Where is your disclaimer ?? Your will to protest??
Your futile attempt to reach out for life?
When you feel alone do you call the rest?
Is your soul so shallow … and are u that blind?

When playing with fire you never get burned
But the shallow water will drawn you for sure
Predicting the ocazie when all hell is turned
This might be your end … this might be your cure…

The river is flawing with small shreds of light
Your pale bluish eyes … make all the dust turn
The rose never rests … so it hates the night
The soul never dyes … no reason to fight.

Now my eyes are turning.. behind the thick glace
The petal has fallen …the rose is now dead
The river is bleeding … the blue eyes in trace
And all life is ending … I choose life instead.

To play with the simple… to feast on the weak
The rotten and mindless ..have all ended here
The page that I’ve written is getting so thick
But it’s useless massage is getting so near…

Through this fade illusion I send you my sight
For I am eternal … but the rose still dyed
My river is fire … my ashes so light
The wind is so heavy … my ashes so light.

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When you talk to god its called prayer,
When god talks to you its called schizophrenia.
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Sorry for the topic mixup....guess i wasn't paing to much attention

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When god talks to you its called schizophrenia.
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