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When you are asleep
Wandering In your own worlds
I sit on my rocking chair
I would watch you from far
Is that really you over there
Would you tell me who you are
Are you that blue bird
Who warbles sadly In my heart
Are you that picture that wanes in my mind
Or you are just another thorn in my side
Tell me who you are
Leave your land and come to me
With all your heavy thoughts
With all your endless doubts
Come to me like you never did before
Give me silence as you lay on my shore
Tell me you are the same
Tell me all your secrets,why you came
But I remain distant, but then I can't
Your drift is unmatched
I can't help but to get close
I watch you getting from dream to dream
I wish to invade your mind
To see if I really live inside
I would let my fingers touch your hair
And let my eyelashes count every cell you have
You wouldn't even know I was there
You wouldn't feel my breath and my care
And when you wake up, come to me again
Take it all, this heart to hack or this soul to rack
Because I know, If I sleep, you would watch me back
Wandering In your own worlds
I sit on my rocking chair
I would watch you from far
Is that really you over there
Would you tell me who you are
Are you that blue bird
Who warbles sadly In my heart
Are you that picture that wanes in my mind
Or you are just another thorn in my side
Tell me who you are
Leave your land and come to me
With all your heavy thoughts
With all your endless doubts
Come to me like you never did before
Give me silence as you lay on my shore
Tell me you are the same
Tell me all your secrets,why you came
But I remain distant, but then I can't
Your drift is unmatched
I can't help but to get close
I watch you getting from dream to dream
I wish to invade your mind
To see if I really live inside
I would let my fingers touch your hair
And let my eyelashes count every cell you have
You wouldn't even know I was there
You wouldn't feel my breath and my care
And when you wake up, come to me again
Take it all, this heart to hack or this soul to rack
Because I know, If I sleep, you would watch me back
Literature
Let The Flame Rest
The flame in my
Heart
Let you be
Rested.
You've fought
Hard
To keep out
The pain.
You are a warrior
My protector
My shield...
The flame of my soul.
You gave me the
Power
To move on
Not turning back.
You dried my
Tears
Before they
Fell.
You fought
Against pain
You gave me
A fake world with peace.
I don't want
That anymore.
Go away
Disappear.
I want to feel
The pain
When people you love
Leave.
I want to feel
The tug at my
Heart
And the sting of tears.
I can't stay protected
Forever.
I want to feel
The truth.
Reality is cruel
But you can't
Run away.
I have to stop running.
Soldier in my heart
It's tim
Literature
i want you because i shouldn't want you at all
i want you like i want succulent strawberries dripping over a white lacy dress,
i want you like i want complete silence on a sweltering august night,
i want you like it's dead rats melting over hot gutters and then it's your hot guts on my body.
i want you and your collarbones tied to my strings of saliva,
i want you smelling like you're some wild wolverine with incisors as sharp as rose petals,
i want you broken and bleeding just so i can nourish your wounds.
i want you dangerously close and always so,
i want you angry as you are passionate,
i want you in ways i don't even understand.
Literature
Pure
All saints pose as Lucifer,
grayer than pure,
to read the tea leaves
and the angel words;
they fly through dreams,
they slip through
edgy judgments,
to sing permitted songs,
to find objections
ruled by grace.
The saints, they live
as Lucifer,
truer than pure,
they dream to fly,
to slip through
stony logic;
they slip through
dreams and logic,
the threat of falling
ever on their minds.
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