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Trudge..
..on darkest soil, go fierce and don’t recoil, only sludge were flowers once did grow, but victory is eager so, push limits storm the front, no human feelings now to you belong, in the end it all amounts, to sacrifice your youth to wounds. Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori Only death is to […]
MoreSow sow sow..
..your thoughts gently down your dreams, merrily merrily merrily, life is but obscene!
MoreAs cold as ice..
..does feels beneath my toes, as warm as the blood within me flows, the silent loudness in me grows and goes, then it’s only the void what you have left, unreclaimed and defined by its boundaries, as it gazes at you, sneaking up your bitter soul, you stare back and say no more.
MoreThe servant..
..this morning it pleased, the waft of mist released the land, from its rough grip and swiftly got revealed, what invisibly was concealed.
MoreWill I ever..
..see the grace on your face again? After everything said, the impact of my words is visible from under your skin. Oh mouth what have you done, brain why didn’t you stop me, my mind where have your been, oh heart do you feel this heartfelt sin?
MoreThe darkest hour..
..is painted in black, things are moving but without a track. The eyes can’t recognize what goes on beyond the faint light, which is spooked by your brain. Run or stand still, I may or never will, survival comes at fate’s grace, but darkness will always be our last space. [Remember: space is dark because […]
MoreWild born..
..in snow we trust, the cold winter wind does not cause us frost, the hills we climb to mental heights and fall to greet the sun’s delight.
MoreI cut through..
..clouded visions, morning haze, the sunrise reddish glory blaze. laying softly on the landscape‘s view, giving hope for a start anew, what wonders will it hold, which bold quests to be solve, are there stories going to be told? – A few minutes later the light `s awake and fully shines upon the lake of […]
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