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Abeer Aug 2022
Falling apart, Are you?
Was it worth it?
Why is "The Dark Side of the Moon" on repeat
Home, Home again?
Where are you? Are you trying to escape that burning weight?
Are you dead yet?
How do you die so deathless?
Abeer Aug 2022
Her
I feel that late run in the bones of her
It dreams and screams like a little kid with bare skin
Abeer Aug 2022
Let's escape from the past
The blues of tomorrow in shade of yellow
Whats Orpheus doing in trench of this haunt and forest of fires?
Ms Misery calls for some aid looking like Batman
**** a dream of me Mr. Sandman and sprinkle my sand into the endless sea
The punishing cult of Death, swallowed by betrayal
Oh sunlight, die die die. For the long escape of Icarus isn't in dark
I imagine the last shred of truth to be pillar of some pride
Let's escape from this horrid destiny? You and I?
Abeer Aug 2022
The distance of ashes of some
Apple tree,
I have been lost tonight,
I need myself back,
I exist you have to believe me, please.
Eurydice in the absence of dark on a rusty steel swing dreaming about Eden?
Abeer Aug 2022
War
The chivalry,
"May we dance?"
The knights were dancing in arms
Then stabbed their ladies and switched places in the sweetest of waltz
Abeer Aug 2022
Bye
The bliss in for the morning
Really pushed you over my space
Negligence and 'Bye' sounding
"Put the money in" and this he says

The lights don't flicker or twist
Rain water slows and it gets ever so cold
The valiant queue fades in the mist
He kills you ,steals that you once sold

Forgive me, hera
There wasn't any way
Please send your lame little mirrors
I need to show how you looked

Lines for buses or just the heat index
The quick glance at my wrist,it's time
The breeze stopped gushing for the best
The ground wasn't as dry or sublime

Sirens in lane like crime wasn't born yet
"I'll work the nightshift" and for true love
"Agony Aunt was burnt alone", you bet?
I left my dreadful seat for a run

And i ran to my rescue
Far away from worldly affairs and fear
The gun the gun the gun
That the bad men used as i slowly ran away from you
Abeer Feb 2022
There once was a person
Head over aerial, but what for?
He terribly glanced over the view of statues
Then back to his shoes once more

Hiding from his eyes
He stumped the glories over words of gold
Read it with his anvil sharper than mine
Digging his own words has cost him his bold

Now the man starts to wonder
The meaning of tears and ****** remorse
Blazing in the thought did the man once more
Looked down to the soil his words bore

Now says one in all of thunder’s will
"Bury the Jews...”, and little does the ****’s mind knows
The man had no words, no glory nor blunders
'Death without a handbook' is what he brought

The earth now crumbles in the passion of ****
And now the god vilify to him for words
But now he smiles in hopes for tears to ricochet
Why god? Why be cruel without a pulse?

In the end, that's all he can do in the mist
The heartless compassion to level the soul
Bury a soul or two for you to judge
Why hasn't the man buried himself already?.....
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