

Crippled GodTake my hand and let me lead I will mutilate you, I will maim you This is the opening to paradiseCrippled God
Be afraid and cry your eyes out Before I eat them through your nose As I am, you will be eternally
Patron of the sick and abandoned Of beggars and addicts I am Now take my chains to hurt you
This is the end of health No more smiles to guide you Into the light of sanctuary
Paradise is near..


Woman in My DreamI dreamt of you tonight You are not real I think But it felt more true than thisWoman in My Dream
Could dreams be from another dimension? Peeks to foreign timelines Distorted from quantum travel
Your red hair like autumn leaves Every feeling pure to feel And too strong to be unreal
What is reality except perception By the beholder of senses The same way dreams are felt
I cannot say the truth about it But I'll continue to believe That somewhere you are real
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23::Poetryclub:*The-Red-Envelope
"Beauty is unbearable
Drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity, that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time - Albert Camus."
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We work n the dark..
We do what we can
We give what we have
Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task
The rest is the madness of art
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23::Poetryclub:*The-Red-Envelope
"Beauty is unbearable
Drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity, that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time - Albert Camus."
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If you want to live long. Think about something stupid and do the opposite.
member of ~norwegianART
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23::Poetryclub:*The-Red-Envelope
"Beauty is unbearable
Drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity, that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time - Albert Camus."
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"Life is what you make of it." -Francesco Carrara
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23::Poetryclub:*The-Red-Envelope
"Beauty is unbearable
Drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity, that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time - Albert Camus."
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People you know try to tell you things,bad things that you dont want to hear about.tell you tomorrow what you did today.just remember its a small town.its a real small town.
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23::Poetryclub:*The-Red-Envelope
"Beauty is unbearable
Drives us to despair, offering us for a minute the glimpse of an eternity, that we should like to stretch out over the whole of time - Albert Camus."
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