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Lamentations and a trigger Questions and closed walls Loneliness is a dark place to be When you're a riptide in the sea We are the hunters and the terror And we give ourselves away To every strobe that once brought euphoria Cascade into the darkness of the day At gunpoint no lies survive As they walk the weary wastelands As you think dog days are over Knives find peace in hollow hearts Darts and an anchor Death by December Sealed with a kiss and Promise to deliver Roses thriving on the remains of the night Trampled by a stampede of prides Crags that congregate for catharsis Fossilised into the ground Dusk and dawn Dust and pawns Lust and taunts And we give ourselves away One December morning I found my feet in the deep water After a storm As I brewed and brewed trouble In the form of marble shards In the innards of a porcelain cup The holy grail of languor Skin meets teeth Placidity greets Habits die hard Victims live vicariously Through rose-tinted glasses Waiting to be saved Sinners can't be brave Like broken ocean waves The darkest days are over So rejoice For the worst is yet to come But there is silence Silence in our downfall Even with nine suns arising Caressing the canvas that shrouds the clouds Even as the firmaments fade to black Sinners can't be brave Sinners can't be brave And we need someone to save us all Save me Here I lie beneath the rubble With my mind in a mess And my heart in a storm Save me Before I become brave again
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Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
Brave Again
Lamentations and a trigger Questions and closed walls Loneliness is a dark place to be When you're a riptide in the sea We are the hunters and the terror And we give ourselves away To every strobe that once brought euphoria Cascade into the darkness of the day At gunpoint no lies survive As they walk the weary wastelands As you think dog days are over Knives find peace in hollow hearts Darts and an anchor Death by December Sealed with a kiss and Promise to deliver Roses thriving on the remains of the night Trampled by a stampede of prides Crags that congregate for catharsis Fossilised into the ground Dusk and dawn Dust and pawns Lust and taunts And we give ourselves away One December morning I found my feet in the deep water After a storm As I brewed and brewed trouble In the form of marble shards In the innards of a porcelain cup The holy grail of languor Skin meets teeth Placidity greets Habits die hard Victims live vicariously Through rose-tinted glasses Waiting to be saved Sinners can't be brave Like broken ocean waves The darkest days are over So rejoice For the worst is yet to come But there is silence Silence in our downfall Even with nine suns arising Caressing the canvas that shrouds the clouds Even as the firmaments fade to black Sinners can't be brave Sinners can't be brave And we need someone to save us all Save me Here I lie beneath the rubble With my mind in a mess And my heart in a storm Save me Before I become brave again
#sin#life#loss#darkness#mind#brave#bravery#mess#courage#sinners
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Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
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