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May 2012
I'm like the furthest star from your being
I've already died and faded out
You have not begun to realize it yet
My eyes grow cold and lifeless with doubt

All you see is the resonance
Of what I once was and what I had done
You will soon see my flash of brilliance
An explosion of wisdom in foreign tongues

My neutron star imploding
Blinding all non-believers
The deafening cries of a lifetime of heartache
Knowledge bestowed upon righteous receivers

I have become one with the myths
A shadow of my former self
Mere vestiges of all my thoughts and invocations
Permeating the infinite with stealth

"Tell me a secret," she whispered
There are no shadows on the sun
The moon is a vestige of our past sins
I'm dying for a chance to live as one

I can't rid my mind of misery
Heaven knows I lack control
No matter how fast and far I run,
The devil still finds my soul
Anomalous Revelations
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Anomalous Revelations  New York
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   Indie Rodds
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