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& how do You
tell me, how do
You find
Sippin' whiskey and
and listening to
         japanese jazz?
   oh
'n looking through
                window
to find pink with blue
unfurl out and in dusk sky

all these blend together
so well
that liqours drop
  on paper
hazes hues
comes out dusky

   some
  somehow
  somehow
  
    slide
        down~







   Peace of Mind

All i need to snap
           out
  of these
is the song and a drink
      to
fall back into
these blankets of
  mind of mine
They wrap arms around me
so softfuly
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It is grown, but the Umb is silent

And I'll be there, under night France sky
  tired suns will bleed, and dark red
purple wine will bleed
   tired suns that once shun
Each blink
      - like movie frames

You have yours and I have mine

In that limbo fluid sphere
Don't know where You'll catch me

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     Go alone
     To circuses
     & in Heaven
     everything is fine


In the end you
're nothing but on
your own, & by yourself

& nothing but a collage
of past experiences
in motion

Think i'd rather be cold
Than suffer
in a post-poned fashion

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It should be banned to die in spring

The sunsets are much more
Lonely without You
the sunsets are much more
lonely without

Look at World with
Eyes like predators
But sometimes even tigers
Must be fallen asleep
To pretend away the nightmares
That clearly seem to be happening

to think that all the flowers had to die
for one rose to bloom

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It's the street where i lost my soul
Right here, on the mirror stroll
I dropped it
   And with it my entire world
It dropped & it shattered
to pieces

So now i'm on a rampage
  Of forgotten and fading
All turned into slithery liquids
In swirl night haze
(Craze)

Now sunsets go kind of
with no sense
Sphere goes
   follows
Directions with no meaning
Like it doesn't know
What to do
(It doesn't)
What's even worse,
     It's fine with it that
                     way.


    ~ my Sadness
      - ain't a cheap gem
           ain't for sale
        With bruised gale
          My damaged lungs
          Keep gettin' beaten
                       Down
                            Ah ~

I heard i liked eyes
Now they all - closed
Worn out and hollow
Wait 'till final blow
With couple of these
Precious songs
  left by




But mirrors, by their nature
Tend to work in reverse ways
So it turns out
That in fact
i might have
     gained
my Soul

Pin a feeling
Like an insect,
When it happens-
-"i'm very lonely,
And my eyes
are so different,
   unusual."

-Butterfly drew with
Wings as it set.
  You're lucky
If it spins,
   Maybe
'If it flies, it never dies.'

Now rip paintings off
the walls
Rip colors, off,
Throw candles, away,
Incense,
Foods, plants
Cloaks & blankets
Paint all white,
Spill waters to valleys
I guess
'You took mountains everywhere
You went to'
I guess
'You took them with you'
And maybe, i guess
It's pinned now
& you see

There was a time
       Where i had Time


The sky is free
The sea is free
To be
   & eyes are made
  For views like these


I know everything
I know too much
I know nothing
At all
I am also very tired,
Of writing in "I",
And are you?

_


She's the Queen
Of the Western Shore,
intriguing monster
Among scented words

Send one home
Way back home
Away,
       back,
                  Home.



The Sea whispered
To me in my dream,
In white words,
That it plans to
Swallow me

So i allow myself
To be
dressed
by women,
For a journey,
That's never meant
To reach
the end,
the end

So what you
Gonna say?
All's gonna
Stay here, tonight,
Under ivy
Full of eyes
Underground summer Ivy
Ivy, I we?

Blue sky
Full of bright lines
I'm gonna stay here
For a while
White daisies in the summer sun
I would trade this world for fun
For a joy
Just to see it in your eyes
So tell me where
Your truth really lies

0748-P
Let me be.
I'm a ****
Some say,
As we write in tears,
We search for Grail
So,
Dive deep
Don't weep
- Smoke ****
With Gary, the Snail.

I'm gonna miss the sunset
Sometimes I dream that
I can fly
There is a universe
white, sharp star floating near by
in the darkness
The Moon is shinning
The day is dying

My heroes encourage me
To smoke cigarettes
And get wasted
Beyond recognition.
What have i chosen?
They even sing odes
Full of melody
About these things
And I often
Find myself not having
The choice
Not to join
With my voice
And dance
Along



The flowers etched
Deep into my brain

Sittin' on a rooftop
Watching the world end
An apocalypse, of some kind
Right before my peaceful eyes
With a cig in my hand,
watching it end