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there are days
when you slip into the pool of dreams
and leave your reflection lying on the water
floating endlessly on the silent beauty
of an upside down world
you stare into the perfect mirror
the clear infinite blue of deepest sky
and realize who you are
and what you were
and who you will never be
the spaces open up
and you forget what it is to remember
each moment creates itself
in its destruction
the universe cries
and the ripples of its tears
illuminate everything
with their tragic wonder
there are nights
when dreams die
and all the veils of illusion are torn away
by the wind of a passing happiness
you confront the ghost of your self
a dim reflection of what was once vivid colors
faded you don't recognize
beauty of the past
kept alive with false dreams
that were once true
i don't believe in my own existence
how can you ask me to believe in yours?
can you prove that it's not a dream?
see through the illusions?
wake me up?
despair is a magnolia tree
seen at midnight
every leaf a blade
purple with the blood of a fallen sky
broken and shattered by
the terrifying cruelty
of human emotions
the leaf forgets itself
only my eye remembers
the melody of departed colors
left in the dark radiance of nothing
so scared and indifferent
I can never find myself
there's too many places to hide
none where you're looking
I'm lost too deep inside
is it in me?
is that where the mirrors are?
what if I should break them
and shatter this image of myself?
how could you leave me in this dream?
take away my sky
the waters dry up
you killed my reflection
I'm all that's left
the emptiness lasts an eternity
a dying summer
over too soon
and far too late
it was only temporary
i lost you before i found you
and i never existed and i was not here
i don't know about you though
perhaps you were real
silence despair wind tragedy morning windswept plains of a sea of tears agony of a glass mirrors are insanity drifting in a timeless void devoid of any colors emotions fear escaped from the glass pierced our forgotten mind. left us all behind.
a hopeless interlude
all the forbidden moments
precious beauty despised
reflected by the apathy
trampled by your lies
forget the lost faces
hide behind the pain
find solace in nothing
memories die like rain
everything shatters
and who can see where all the pieces have gone
be careful not to cut yourself
on the sharp edges
of reality
no matter how much you might want to
how awful it would be then
if you actually cared about something
the spider emerges from it's terror
sinks fangs into invisible hands
dies in ecstasy
nobody ever understands
underlying motives
eyes of crystal blue ripple open
in a dawning field of burning amber
wayward perceptions vanish
like the arrogance of clear broken glass
in violent mirrors of shattered rain
a scream of many textures
the underlying twilight sunfire
rising in glorious rainbow hues
ignites in sweet intricacies of elusive pain
soft lashes defeat dreams
how pointless everything seems
the sun stretches to the horizon
green blue gold
and you can run forever
through the endless fields
but your eyes will always be your own
still waters golden flowing reflected night emerges and hides from the sight falling as we fall together to the ground forever upon a thousand blades piercing formless moments pretend to be more than they seem as they run in terror from the dream...leaving us in painful joy resides behind screaming closed eyes transparent but nothing to hold inside empty images of fragile summer darkness lost in august. summer, but it's cold.
morrigan is kali and shiva owns disorder
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