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Integrating these strange moments I wish that I could forget, Containing withheld restlessness... A world eternally upset. While pressed by the spinning silence Against this cold, graffitied wall, As here within Oblivion My consciousness begins to fall. For these resounding vibrations Now rip infinity in two, Birthing an illumination Bringing forth Inspiration's view. This invading tempo climbs, Sounds illustrating our differences Musical hues dancing in eyes, As aberrant colors produce sighs. In the midst of rhythmic chaos This numbness thoroughly surrounds, For those trapped within Musican's ethos There is no escape to be found.
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Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 1:33 PM UTC
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Integrating these strange moments I wish that I could forget, Containing withheld restlessness... A world eternally upset. While pressed by the spinning silence Against this cold, graffitied wall, As here within Oblivion My consciousness begins to fall. For these resounding vibrations Now rip infinity in two, Birthing an illumination Bringing forth Inspiration's view. This invading tempo climbs, Sounds illustrating our differences Musical hues dancing in eyes, As aberrant colors produce sighs. In the midst of rhythmic chaos This numbness thoroughly surrounds, For those trapped within Musican's ethos There is no escape to be found.
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Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 1:33 PM UTC
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