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01 pronounced misla |
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02 sierra female |
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03 winter sun |
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04 tasted memory |
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05 glass ring dance |
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06 born apotek |
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07 penna |
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08 djupavik orange |
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09 sagittarius |
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-pronounced misla
it is cold
the wind is ripping through needles and branches soil and grass spilling rain in all directions in a violent fit to collect on the glass windshields trickle down windows splash under tires the gods feeding the earth appeasing her thirst let her drink until she is full until the asphalt cracks and the bridges lose their footings reclaiming the metals and minerals that have been robbed reclaiming the blood the skin the flesh she has fed which has taken greedily and rest let it be done rain fueling the green inferno sway grow dancing like so many arms reaching for the sun and i am left below beneathe the swirling rhythm too thick to see above below with the grass and water gathers in pools to be soaked up by the roots to feed the mighty i watch the grass sway and grow reach like its brethren on a smaller vaster scale they rejoice while the animals hide we are sick many wolves are bleeding the earth now all the clouds rain blood blood they will die under the blood now they will nesayka sik hayu lilu mash pilpil ukuk ilehi alta kanawi kosah smok snas pilpil pilpil klaska chaku hilu kikweli pilpil alta kanawi -sierra female
her scent is carved into the wind
footprints damage to the earth the beggar the thief the wolf and death have given birth the balance has been broken and truth will break like glass blood shy red sky through and through a cloud of ash give me a sound give me another give me a moment now to piece it all together memory loses its potency meaning is stolen by fate is blood soaked in tear lost to the gaze in her eyes -winter sun
fading tired winter sun
blinds me with your cobalt light and as we walk i hear your voice numb my heart like ice will anyone follow the trail we have left in the virgin snow fore springs thaw takes it all away i fear the answer is no the fires have died and with them thier warmth in the horizon a snow white curse hangs heavy on my thoughts and i feel that if nothing changes the morning will come without us the cold air pierces my lungs i cannot think i cannot breathe through the pain in my chest let the night take all of this away the morning is coming without us the wind is changing quickly and carrying dread on its back memories voices feelings and dreams lost in the frozen black night air in the cold light of the winter sun may we grow together blood and reason have lost to die in the shifting atmosphere under frozen light let the morning come without us -glass ring dance
vademecum
so long i wait in silence darkness swallowed in a dream death to hope in her voice echo out in a scream through one love is born another rage spilled under deadly sky will not find this place again without her hand to guide soon the morning will come out karma will claim on and on -penna
don't be afraid to use your wings
-djupavik orange
filling my lungs with sand
as i lay drowned in time heart is bleeding out in a mix of sound colors swirl burning out in a sigh outline of your figure against the midnight sky i find my spirit lost in a synesthetic dream tell me what you mean -sagittarius
time to soothe down now
the greater suspicion -robert kyniston, billy mickelson
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