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paperboats97
paperboats97
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I see eternity all but burned out didn't know, if I could stay out of this path, till I reach you, your damning beauty evermore, I will. I have to, I know it for a fact, I've never known anything else. I see the creation weeping for a creator that remains unforgiving how many more wounds could she heal before finally caving in? I see the desert, its name speaking for itself you didn't dwell here, so the caves are where I go. only warmth here that I know of, I flamed them myself. I see you afloat, sleeping in a sea without any shore the stars crashing like waves at your feet, as you dream of everything we could ever see. I see the shore, atop this mountain how could the ship stray its path? for only the pious were sheltered aboard. escaping one doom, assuring another. I see your creatures their eyes glistening with tales of sorrow, gratitude and salvation. I couldn't tell one from another. one and the same, they remained to this uncertain spectator. I see pathways littered with the prayers of the crooked as they went wild, following the trail of any footsteps that they could find. defeated, they carved them there on the road, and we looked away. I see serenity, reaching out as it falls. burning bright in its passive demise, its melody lost in static, its prophecy lost in chants. I shut my eyes, I couldn't see your glory had blinded me, finally. I shut my eyes, you see the brilliance was too much for me.
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Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 1:31 AM UTC
Serenity
Let me just stay here for a while, a place where I can barely stand, shoulders gave in long before one could blame gravity; the sands of time fall, grain by grain a desert remains, and a dream of oasis; give me some time and I'll learn how to breathe. Let me just stay here for a while, a room with no windows, a door that barely opens, and echoes that sounded like me for they're white noise now, I can barely make out, the sound of my own voice, give me some time, while I learn how to speak. I think I'll stay here for a while, spellbound by this familiarity, have I been here before? I see myself, gazing distantly, begging apathy "Levitate!", I hear. the noise clears, its me the door opens, Im found give me some time, and I'll try to break free.
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Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 2:36 AM UTC
Through the Trap Door
Once upon a time, there was a town by the eastern sea where all the roads and rivers led to the cathedral not so long ago, sheltered underneath the dome we caressed the walls, the ceilings with our hands dreched in colour, the visions of Eden all was right, all was well we danced when we took rest we sang after our feet had bled a chorus that echoed beyond the sea then on a fateful day an oasis peered beyond the waves calling us to be one with the divine, the trees, streams and cascade our visions of Eden with paint still wet on our hands the oars were held with passion and curiosity flooded in where once was devotion we saw upon reaching the shore, the trees, vines and bushes wrapped around its inhabitants servings of precious fruits and reveries and them being ecstatic in constraints so we sailed for the harbor the one where we strayed from, we took to the streets of our town but the roads wouldn't lead us home.
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Feb 24, 2018
Feb 24, 2018 at 12:09 AM UTC
Visions of Eden