It's early morning time spring is blooming
as do our bodies
It's evening time the moon is shining
as do our fire time stories
Quelling the evil that lurks deep in our bosoms
to keep it from the Rise
We often forget, that first mistake
The heartbeat starts small in the chest
pulsating with the rhythm of the wind
We are invincible until catastrophe
Until the cacophony of the heartbeat
Will Rise maddeningly into the throat
It's in these small moments of demise
that our bodies ache to be ethereally eternal
When the blood cloaks our eyes into
the everlasting abyss that once we came
screaming out of, that we slowly
Rise back into
We may not last; our legacies may neither
Just do one thing for me
Remember to eat your grapefruit
for the bitter can taste sweet
After bitter time spent
Perhaps you can rest easy
May 17, 2016
May 17, 2016 at 6:24 PM UTC
It's early morning time spring is blooming
as do our bodies
It's evening time the moon is shining
as do our fire time stories
Quelling the evil that lurks deep in our bosoms
to keep it from the Rise
We often forget, that first mistake
The heartbeat starts small in the chest
pulsating with the rhythm of the wind
We are invincible until catastrophe
Until the cacophony of the heartbeat
Will Rise maddeningly into the throat
It's in these small moments of demise
that our bodies ache to be ethereally eternal
When the blood cloaks our eyes into
the everlasting abyss that once we came
screaming out of, that we slowly
Rise back into
We may not last; our legacies may neither
Just do one thing for me
Remember to eat your grapefruit
for the bitter can taste sweet
After bitter time spent
Perhaps you can rest easy
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