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Tes yeux clairs d'eau froide
Seront des tombeaux
Devant mon corps roide
Cerclé de flambeaux
Éphémère marbre
Léché d'ombres d'or
Verras-tu notre arbre
Sec et déjà mort
Tes larmes de glace
Arrivent trop tard
Dans ce temps qui passe
Qui passe blafard
Scellant le silence
Tu n'as jamais su
Mes envies de danse
De miel et de nu
Tes yeux clairs de lune
Mon cœur de géant
Mêlés d'infortune
Au creux du néant
Frantz, mars 2012.
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Your clear, cold water's eyes
Will be graves
In front of my rigid body
Circled by torchlight
Ephemeral marble
Licked by golden shadows
Will you see our tree
Dry and already dead
Your icy tears
Come too late
In this passing time
Passing, ashen like
Sealing the silence
You never knew
My cravings for nude
And honey dances
Your moon lit eyes
My giant's heart
Tangled in misfortune
In nothingness' hollow
Frantz, march 2012
Tes yeux clairs d'eau froide
Seront des tombeaux
Devant mon corps roide
Cerclé de flambeaux
Éphémère marbre
Léché d'ombres d'or
Verras-tu notre arbre
Sec et déjà mort
Tes larmes de glace
Arrivent trop tard
Dans ce temps qui passe
Qui passe blafard
Scellant le silence
Tu n'as jamais su
Mes envies de danse
De miel et de nu
Tes yeux clairs de lune
Mon cœur de géant
Mêlés d'infortune
Au creux du néant
Frantz, mars 2012.
.....................................................
Your clear, cold water's eyes
Will be graves
In front of my rigid body
Circled by torchlight
Ephemeral marble
Licked by golden shadows
Will you see our tree
Dry and already dead
Your icy tears
Come too late
In this passing time
Passing, ashen like
Sealing the silence
You never knew
My cravings for nude
And honey dances
Your moon lit eyes
My giant's heart
Tangled in misfortune
In nothingness' hollow
Frantz, march 2012
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Crawl Into Me
my lips sinks with silence
down and out once again
smoking until my lungs collapse
drinking until my feet give in
crying just enough to get attention
breaking into darkness and sleeping within
the devils hands heaven only exist with each
pill i took to erase the fake smiles i could never amount to
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Woe is Me
Woe is Me
By: Adam M. Snow
The dawning of an ageless night,
Starts with fear of love's delight,
Calling upon a vespertine heart,
Soon to fail and fall apart.
Broken tears now laid to rest,
My sorrow tears know what's best.
For my ghost shows pity for the lost,
With final dreams the only cost.
Lest I forget the endless sorrow,
Coming close, the forsaken morrow,
Melancholy of my one desire,
Burning sensationally like a fire,
Waking from a lonely slumber,
No dream should I encumber.
My destiny awaits my fate,
Feeling no love, only hate.
My ghost awaits the world to see,
One thing on my mind, "Woe is me."
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Maschinenmensch
He dreamt of eternity condensed in a fist,
the clench of a metal heart building
a sister of bone. All shining plates
and saucer eyes, a battery-acid born disguise;
he anticipates a future struck from stone.
She stands, cogs poised, ready for the spark of life
- a face to emulate under the surgeon's knife.
Wires crossed, bodies lost, minds cleaved -
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