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i flammer
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har indgraveret
dit navn
i min ryg
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er jeg brændemærket
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If you were to look closely,

You'd see;

How the shadows follow their helpless folks at night, perhaps lost themselves.

You'd see;

The eery echo of footsteps belonging not to the human themselves, but their thoughts, their paranoia

For they're not alone, they are never alone

Hush! Hush!

Don't let the them know you're listening -
Don't allow them to control your very existence,

What do you hear at night?
When all is quiet and the gentle buzz of life has composed itself, now simmering

What do you hear at night?
Silence? Or worse, the benign yet firm whisperings of your mind.

If you were to look closely,
(which I suggest you do not)
You'd see things beyond your realm of understanding.

Don't look, don't ever look closely again.

i give free tours of my mind palace
to anyone who reads my words
the gates just open themselves
as you devour what you read of my world

such easy access for you
never thought to put a lock on my views
drink up, my lovelies the drinks of my lines
feast on all of the poems i write

go ahead my darlings, judge what i've said
tourists like you only pounce on my shreds

Do not presume to think dear sun
To ****** away my dreams
The dark still holds me in it’s thrall
Within the great unseen

They will not lift these limbs of mine
They wallow in their weight
Enjoy the burden of their bonds
Refuse to animate

A captive to these strains of sleep
Gladly shackled to my bed
I revel in their sweet confines
My eyelids drawn with lead

I Self sedate with each warm breathe
Benumbed by this safe drug
Which toxifies my consciousness
I revel in it’s fug

I will not wake, I’m staying here
Please do not liberate me
Reality’sbecome too much
For me to cope with lately.

It is only when one feels the hurt
That one truly understands
That love is similar to a game of poker
It is sweet yet sorrowful at the same time
Slowly you allow yourself to focus in the poisonous goal of winning the game
That you forget the possibility of losing everything

What if love was a person
We could see their emotions
Give them happiness
Keep them away from sadness

What if love was a person
We could see their inner desires
We could fill their soul with a joy
That can hardly be done

What if the person that was the was you
The person I've been inlove with
The lady that fills my deepest desires of love
The lady that is true

Never experienced the
light before he came. She
only had the dark to blame.
Sitting hours alone in the dark's
violence that ruined her home.
Sitting on the grey stone near
the river bank almost broken
and ******. She felt him pat
her back. Tracing her tear
stained face with nothing but
his fingertips while the other
hand was on her shirt with
black lace. We'll get through
this hand in hand he said. While
pushing away the dark clouds
above her head. It was only a
matter of time that he proved
to her what he said. Sun's light
shined down on her face. Making
her smile light up with grace

Every rubble he'd seen, fear cowered
for the first time. As he became stronger
to save as much lives possible. He never
knew what love meant, until he met her.
It was her eyes, its like the rainbows mixed
together to emit that ethereal iris. This heart
of his, will mourn to the world if she'd been
gone from him. It was with her he found his
forever.

Being together would complete his life.
He wanted her to become his future wife.
They spent hours exchanging words of love
soft kisses and hugs. Day after day they
got more attached. It was obvious that they
perfectly matched. Adjusting wild flowers,
daffodils and dandelions in her hair. Oh so
pretty how they blend like a chameleon
when left on a branch or a chair. She felt that
her heart started to become more aware of
the love they both share. “How could I be
unaware of such beauty , it makes me forget
the word afraid” he said*.

Even if the world we're living in is dying.
Even if our love were to be short lived. I'll
be with you till the very end" she said. They
could see it, as their lives disappearing in sight. They clenched both their hands tightly
and render to the justice that preached hope
but enslave innocence. But they were content
till the end. They died together, their souls
embark on a new journey. To eternity, to a
forever after. Together* ~