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Dreamfall121
Dreamfall121
Iraqi
I don't know why.. I either hate, or love I'm either happy, or sad I'm either excited, or bored I'm either thin, or fat I'm either sick, or healthy I'm either strong, or weak They say we all are teenagers, its just a phase Passion swings both ways The mood changes like the wind We all come from the same place But I feel like I am from outer space I wonder If those feelings will ever vanish Or forever stays.
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May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 5:49 PM UTC
Teenage phase
Leaving a love message After the machine's beep Delivery failed I am in Pixel Maze's Escape garden With green grass On Genesis walls Flashlights are switching On and off Rapidly Walking by ethnic purple demons Their gold hands Hanging Over their several heads Static at the summit They freeze In prolonged pauses They don't even exist But our eyes still torches Consistently Music is thundering down now From the heavens With electro nodes Intertwining Am I that out of it? And I never really left That haunted warehouse Watching evil trees Awake now By the nightfall They are dancing By father's campfire Slicking my hair I am jumping On polish mushrooms We don't even like him I hear him Tolling Church's bells Resurrecting guilt On immature Sunday But I don't want to listen He is reading again Those antique diaries Hours fly by Won't listen Uneasy by his discomfort I find that magic carpet And i elude
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 4:04 PM UTC
Pixel Maze
I am on the highway To hell's bells And I'm pregnant With devil's anger child Taking a walk in solipsism park Smoking some remedy Breathing from asylum air And where is he? He is looking straight through me And his soul is revealing Its the cold fire That is misleading He is fighting in his sleep again Hugging his skeletons again Helpless child Going for a rage war Solus Walking towards the kitchen On this toes Taking out all the knives Counting them And i know he likes numbers He looks towards the sky And the clouds confuses him He pours out his blood Drawing the letter A Repeatedly Not even obsessively Justified in his judgement Him and his vanity In an alternate reality Out of proportion Full of distortion This ****** And his bluejackets Anchored me with his diaries Walking on embers now In a state of trance now Makes me wonder Are monsters born or created? Mortem predestination He keeps giving me this psychic vibe From a foreign tribe I can't just put a lid on it I can't just turn my back on it Run, everybody begged me But with the beast clothed in human skin tonight Outside the television Screen We are wired the same tonight Dancing to Electro Swing by his side Tying his tie And I like it He reaches out for his wooden telegraph Can't help but listen To Maria And all her chants Makes him gaze into the same tall building From that retro piano bench He gets up With his hands covered in blood Summons me by the edge Two A's drawn on a sketch Standing by the line The choice is all mine
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Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
Mind of a beast
I am on the highway To hell's bells And I'm pregnant With devil's anger child Taking a walk in solipsism park Smoking some remedy Breathing from asylum air And where is he? He is looking straight through me And his soul is revealing Its the cold fire That is misleading He is fighting in his sleep again Hugging his skeletons again Helpless child Going for a rage war Solus Walking towards the kitchen On this toes Taking out all the knives Counting them And i know he likes numbers He looks towards the sky And the clouds confuses him He pours out his blood Drawing the letter A Repeatedly Not even obsessively Justified in his judgement Him and his vanity In an alternate reality Out of proportion Full of distortion This ****** And his bluejackets Anchored me with his diaries Walking on embers now In a state of trance now Makes me wonder Are monsters born or created? Mortem predestination He keeps giving me this psychic vibe From a foreign tribe I can't just put a lid on it I can't just turn my back on it Run, everybody begged me But with the beast clothed in human skin tonight Outside the television Screen We are wired the same tonight Dancing to Electro Swing by his side Tying his tie And I like it He reaches out for his wooden telegraph Can't help but listen To Maria And all her chants Makes him gaze into the same tall building From that retro piano bench He gets up With his hands covered in blood Summons me by the edge Two A's drawn on a sketch Standing by the line The choice is all mine
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Under a purple sky Under a higher sun Arabic memories Reflected Some faceless statuses Some lose dogs Evil spirits Summoned From the back of my mind My condolences, woman You just lost some blood On a Turkish playground From an old war That you had chosen to precede That illusion of safety Between the desire Of destruction When it is most heated And a new destiny Where battles only leads to victory A promise to conquer the enemies With lack of skills The Creators Of the holy kingdom The original family The abandoned cult The father from outer space Billy This unconditional love of yours Is not making any sense A bunch in the face Every time we turn the pages An old video game from the 90's Where colorless drawings Went through the process of birth The delusion of a solid land Abusers, I said I haunt them down during the daylight With an intense craving To hurt And if you want to know who I am Please rise both hands of yours Place them in a blurry motion Billy This ****** revolution that I awakened Through the innocent age Of unconsciousness Is only for you You are the original demon Of the first Generation The everlasting love Through the nightfall in the forest Will you enfold me When jumping between nightmares Will you take my hand Learn me to walk Into the daylight Cause i have died a thousand times while trying to breathe Billy Those eyes of yours Murdered me
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Jul 29, 2013
Jul 29, 2013 at 8:32 AM UTC
Billy