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a smile is half a kiss. /
   a smile is half of a kiss...
little woe of all that awe
in translation on the pivot: of...
that smiling is the other
half of kissing... while tenderly:
a tone of eyes blinking...
that other secret: also insinuating
(a) kiss (kiss)...


per citation (if required):

'atan from the Seventh Grade (Polish: Szatan z siódmej klasy) is a 1960 Polish romance film directed by Maria Kaniewska. Based on the 1937 novel Satan from the Seventh Grade by Kornel Makuszyński, it is considered a classic children's film in Poland.

mein gott:
die sprache des volkes
früher war es
so schön,
als ob:
für die Menschen
             / vom Volk...
macht nichts...
Deutsche ich kann schlachten:
mein Polnisch vorrecht.
house card: green...
i am the earthly king
with the king of sea
and night:
gentle girl:
you don't want to distort
angels
with creatures..
with demoniacs....
   house: goes green
the color of the iris
of my eyes:
remember me: Mu'adib:
and that Hebrew compound:
Kakerz Makadiim....
i am!
the Ha-Kerz Ma-Kadiim!

Dizzy busy Gieleseppe...
Gilette Gills Etsby...
black man....
serpentine analogy
with Pufff ufffn'
   soilers alert with schlez:
with my Brtizkireg
a second York third...
only a second Warchau..

french composers...
the famous 6...
oh 6 6 6
O
lk=ike a crcufix:

                    6
           9        O       7


                     0b
                    P
                    2 Z S

                  on the footnotes
of analogy
this second devil nailed
to a tree:L=

                  upon the curse of wine
then man doubled down
into ***** and whiskey:
man rebelled against the demigods
angels like jesus...
man rebelled!
i rebel! i no longer protest!
Ronin-Christianity!

           i d=ont protest:
i rebell against Christianity!
i will join my brother:
whether youj like it or not!

bowl me a soup
so that i might mouth a spoon
and the ice cream
of a full moon.
What worries the weapon more than peace?
That sheath that seeks to still its story.
When kings grow old and tire of schemes
And children dream no more of glory.

What becomes the warrior
When heroes live only in song?
When there is no one left to conquer
And every battle has been won.

When the wind no longer speaks of steel
And mountains have forgot our name.
When all that's left are memories
Of the fallen, Of the shame.

Worry not though for the blade.
Spare no thought toward the sword,

For peace shall fall to slumber.

War will wake once more.
 Nov 2 Àŧùl
Rai
Fingertips
In  doughnut jam
I licked my lips
And it began

You came up slowly from behind
And moved serenely to the side
I held my breath
And you did say
It’s for your soul
That I do pray  

The devil in
the machine

I heard the crowd roar
And then they clapped
And wanted more

Foolish games
Wicked spells
The youth I own
Had left as well

Now stand I
A foolish fellow
Who wishes
More than ever
That Id stayed mellow

But no I jumped up
Ready for battle
My armour made a mighty rattle

I saw you off
You I will slaughter
Now keep away from my daughter x
 Nov 2 Àŧùl
Allie Pine
Im a broken soul
Laughing and twirling
Under the stars
Of the bleeding Heavens
I love moments our bodies touch
As well as what's within your mind
When you tell me I look beautiful
Words I replay and rewind
You help me lift off ground
When feeling discouraged and grey
Placing my needs above own
Even if issues get in the way
There never could be another
Make my wishes come true
Find you simply irresistible
Just being you
Verse 1:
We try to find answers looking towards the sky
All wanna know what happens when we die
As much as I'd like to sprout wings and to the heavens fly
Ain't no halo reserved for me when I say goodbye
Long ago I once believed that lie
Misunderstanding losses
Asking why
Demanding a reason for grief in my heart
Only heard silence
Faith fell apart
Sometimes asked why it's so hard to believe
Say maybe the rest of the world is just too easy to deceive
It's true when they tell you ignorance is bliss
Truth isn't what we want to hear so instead we just dismiss

Hook:
If dying before I wake
Give the darkness my soul to take
Please do not cry
Know that I
Forever am thankful
If I die while I'm asleep
Soul I give the reapers to keep
I'm ready for my funeral

Verse 2:
Beneath the starlight contemplating life
Restless heart beating the question why
Wondering in Morse code if I will be all right
Stuck wandering line
Between wrong and right
But don't trust the route everybody else takes
Hear outside opinions about decisions I should make
In the end do what's best for my heart's sake
Eyes and ears will have to learn from my own mistakes
No matter how high flown eventually I'll fall
Mind is in a race with my feet
Both seem to hardly crawl
Below surface of my skin have trouble dealing with it all
Hanging hopes above my head until I crash into a brick wall

Hook x2

Outro:
I'm ready for
For the funeral x3
I'm ready for
Ready for it
Ready for the funeral
Love this song let me know what you think if you have heard the original song
My heart burns without presence

Your mouth says my name and voice still sounds the same

The inner damsel in me fights way through my flesh

Leading her by glow of all the potential I set on fire

My hot skin itches for touch while yours is soothed by a thick coat of reassurance

Is medicated by unwavering dose of devotion

My wound so raw and pain so sharp knives flee in fear of injury

My blood screaming for recognition

Like how many drops must be spilled for you to acknowledge I'm dying?

How many cuts appear before you notice I'm not well?

Hell
At this point begging for my tissue to be pulled in two directions and a massive amount of sodium chloride poured in
Would relish the agonizing
Unpredicted sting
Because at least that means I can tell you know I'm not alright

You seem to understand exactly where to rub the salt in
Not where to bandage
Written 6-19-19
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