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Jun 2019
To all those in which we place our trust
Guide us along this emerald fuss tossing and turning an twirling an churning
Drifting us to the further place
Never mind your wasted grace
****** upon this time in now
Toward the ones we would endow
With All of our sorrow all of our lust we gather and form beneath the dust

Awaken us we beg of you we are a shaken race
No malice or mercy saves us from our predestined fate
Through tides of tears in this fateful hour
Tune in to the vibration
Do you perceive the method behind theΒ mad owls power?

Rising from the silver lake i find
Too many players are at stake
Far too much noise an ground to cover
Not enough time to heal eachother
Find me where we were to avoid
Hollow, devoid of energy crashing down
Trodden on earth on sacred ground
I found myself in a hallowed town

Suddenly and quietly i was wisked away
Slowly but surely i will find a place to stay
But Stay with me
Within this life
There is too much to bare without a wife


When you find yourselves among the few
Celebrate and begin anew
No nostalgia for moments passed
But instinct and a memory to last
Drawing not but need be
When trapsing around his realm
Look at them the little ones
Falling asleep to the sound of guns
Can not give them peace of mind but i will take what has been signed
Taken by darkness the void you are mine

Born with a memory
Do not forsake this fact
Our ancestry is our power
Mingling bloodlines attract
destiny hopes to provide
But without a self in sight
Barely a lunatic no sense of right
Madness is the lie

Sadness is an old friend systematically erasing the fires spark
a particular chemistry coursing in the dark
The peculiar feeling that you may bare the mark
Jason Myrwoda
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Jason Myrwoda  22/M/Australia
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