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Your mind is like ivy, It steals away land. And in it I find a cool place called home.

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Jul 9, 2025

Jul 9, 2025 at 12:40 PM UTC

ryan-19

Home.

Your mind is like ivy, It steals away land. And in it I find a cool place called home.

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I walk amongs these corpses and I smell their hearts resting in those vines, twisted. but when I see your lips curl into that half smile, this blue haze slides across my iris, these birds listen and break their necks to hear the song play. This song was played by the moon, who hangs amongs the stars, but shines even brighter.

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Nov 16, 2024

Nov 16, 2024 at 4:34 PM UTC

ryan-19

Where the birds fall and the spirits sing

I walk amongs these corpses and I smell their hearts resting in those vines, twisted. but when I see your lips curl into that half smile, this blue haze slides across my iris, these birds listen and break their necks to hear the song play. This song was played by the moon, who hangs amongs the stars, but shines even brighter.

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Can you hear the music inside you, the instruments of pure passion? I can see it in your heart Beams overhead singing deeply, warming and glowing You are merely the product of my dreams I hang sweeping this fog alone and icy Swallowing these purple and red words, pale and invisible And my chest opens to you, but to you my heart is invisible I can feel my soul trembling, can you sing to it with passion Can you hold my heart in your fingertips, cold and icy smelling the goats and strong and mature bark, dancing with my heart How can I forget you, when all the time I spend with you is in my dreams. Load this gun and place your passion in the chamber and watch me fade; glowing. Can you feel my heart glowing? Do your eyes penetrate my soul, or am I invisible? Can you trap my thoughts and steal away my dreams? Can you share your light and spend some of it on me, enlighten me with your passion Take my heart Can you sing to it, can you defrost it, it is icy. Be like a thief and steal me away, take my heart, and the shadows that are icy Your bag of hearts you have stolen, deadly and glowing These souls tormented by you also, you hang their heart And still, I remain invisible? I scratch at this cage, haunted by what – your passion Let me lay here still and die in my dreams. Why do I continue to hope, why can I only have dreams? This aisle is deadly, gridlocked and icy Submissive to the heights of your words in passion Take my feet here and steal, your footprints are glowing Mine are – to you- invisible But they lay down structures for my heart And so, I beg you, don’t steal my heart Let me rest and hope in my dreams Make yourself invisible Cold and icy Leave the shadows glowing And leave me alone, struck by passion Just let me go, you have struck this chord and left me with passion You have left my heart glowing And now I shall sleep again, cold and icy.

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Nov 1, 2024

Nov 1, 2024 at 10:37 AM UTC

ryan-19

Can you hear the music?

Can you hear the music inside you, the instruments of pure passion? I can see it in your heart Beams overhead singing deeply, warming and glowing You are merely the product of my dreams I hang sweeping this fog alone and icy Swallowing these purple and red words, pale and invisible And my chest opens to you, but to you my heart is invisible I can feel my soul trembling, can you sing to it with passion Can you hold my heart in your fingertips, cold and icy smelling the goats and strong and mature bark, dancing with my heart How can I forget you, when all the time I spend with you is in my dreams. Load this gun and place your passion in the chamber and watch me fade; glowing. Can you feel my heart glowing? Do your eyes penetrate my soul, or am I invisible? Can you trap my thoughts and steal away my dreams? Can you share your light and spend some of it on me, enlighten me with your passion Take my heart Can you sing to it, can you defrost it, it is icy. Be like a thief and steal me away, take my heart, and the shadows that are icy Your bag of hearts you have stolen, deadly and glowing These souls tormented by you also, you hang their heart And still, I remain invisible? I scratch at this cage, haunted by what – your passion Let me lay here still and die in my dreams. Why do I continue to hope, why can I only have dreams? This aisle is deadly, gridlocked and icy Submissive to the heights of your words in passion Take my feet here and steal, your footprints are glowing Mine are – to you- invisible But they lay down structures for my heart And so, I beg you, don’t steal my heart Let me rest and hope in my dreams Make yourself invisible Cold and icy Leave the shadows glowing And leave me alone, struck by passion Just let me go, you have struck this chord and left me with passion You have left my heart glowing And now I shall sleep again, cold and icy.

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My heart stares into the depths of the mirror, glancing, terrified, it sees you. Why are you still here? You should have left.

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Sep 5, 2024

Sep 5, 2024 at 10:08 AM UTC