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Like a storm
03:38
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Have you ever seen the face of a storm
in the form of an intent disappeared?
(It) leaves a sense of nothing
apathetic percept
of what was gold before
In which place will be your hell?
flower fragrance in its smell?
did you dream last night,
about time?
Days’ll just be the options
to be elsewhere
Places will just be the options
to be anywhere else
As the fridge light
feeds life
for a moment I
should trust in your arms
but I’ve lost myself too many times
and I lost myself through many lives
Have you ever seen the face of a storm
in the form of an endless disguise, when
where-is-more-than-an-option
there-is-more-than-a-life-that
you don't want
in which place will be your hell?
flower fragrance in its smell?
Did you dream last night,
about me?
We've learned there's no contradiction
and we trust in what stomachs say
we've built our own convinctions
through days lived elsewhere
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Of life and lies
02:49
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A read book left behind
on a faded bench in june '95
Tells about an open windows house
with waving curtains outside
Of childhood in a backyard
dropped like your lies
of promises and fake gods
and of a time that now is died dead
Of miracles and magics
that only reads can give
to see everything and everyone and
the world is different to his eyes
Of A letter made for lovers, few years later
an handful of coins clinks on the floor
in a warm autumn day, breaths
like a pleasant Violation
of unaware poems revealing secrets
hidden in prose of longest days alone
maybe he made a smile while he wrote
A previous reading note declaims:
"My name is Allen "lead" McDiloor
and this is my diary
I know they love me and i love them
but "to know" does not mean "to understand"
anyway
and by the way this is the faith
can't let me stay"
A read book left behind
on a faded bench in june '95
Tells of shadows in a backyard
and of a time that now is dead
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No lights and saltwater
03:14
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(I) remember the breeze and the salt
a moist that goes into depth
the waves over the barrier
the muffled voices from the bank
the blue that slowly darkens
and just a light, up there remains
Of my life you are my most vivid recollection
I do not want to go but here, it's so quiet
in this place, the darkness seems much brighter
below the giant
the glow disappears
the mere perception
of a dull silence
a coffin water
not my size, yet
hands grab me
to the cold air
(I) remember the breeze and the salt
a moist that goes into depth
the waves over the barrier
the muffled voices from the bank
the blue that slowly darkens
and just a light, up there remains
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Time. End
02:40
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The dreams of a furtive light
when (the) summer's morning outside
calls pledges to keep alive
a faith unfair
If I will not find my answers
time will end so fast
to change doubts into regrets
into the head
These words, are lies
and breaking fast
as long as your hand holds my hand
a decept by brain, of morning pain
just an echo through the air refrains
So let us falling until the down will became the up
as (an) hourglass turned, the sand, the time, the end.
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