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 Feb 2016 stéphane noir
Elexer
My heart rate is low
My heart beat comes to a slow
I'm buried in snow
You carry with you a blackened sky
Not everyone can see it, but it's in your eyes
It's in the very heart of your being
I hear the sorrowful song your singing
You hide it well
Your personal hell
But I have my own, I can tell
I can feel your pain's tide ebb and swell
It threatens to pull you under
I too hear that thunder
We are creatures connected by darkness
The beast of Hell have marked us
You try to hide this from the world
As your life spirals and whirls
It's exhausting, I know for a fact
For everday your taken aback
Living life under that blackened sky
You can hide it, except from your eyes
you said I was a fallen angel
but I realized the only reason that I fell
was because you clipped my wings.
Suffocating in the sadness
that kept me high,
I long eternally to die.
Seal my fate
and cross my heart
and hope to die
promise me when i die,
that you won't cry.
Swear on your grave you
won't miss me when I'm gone.
I spoke in silence but you didn't hear the screams
Your always in my dreams I can't get you out of my head
But now that you're gone
I can once again sleep like the dead.
Time is the 4th dimension
Across space, Existing infinitely
Within life's frame of reference
Daily routine,  past, present, future

Experienced simultaneously
Anger of yesteryear
Present presenting content
Confusion of the future

All at once
breathe in unison
What you were
What you are
What you will become
The stars may guide our walks of life,
But it will always be ourselves,
That pave the path we walk.

It will always be ourselves,
That must walk the path we paved.

Like a river flow,
We are a stronger force,
If we follow our own heart and dreams.
 Feb 2016 stéphane noir
Elioinai
That gasping when the hole is torn
though ever slowly worn
That sudden anguish at a loss
  fire fights with frost
That deep struck wound
as lovers end
was not first born in man
But borne upon the Greatest Heart
who feels each sorrow deaper
than any creature can

For at the bite of Adam
Curse!
10 billion souls were lost
Though suspended in unatmospheric space
their eternal joy was tossed
The Sorrow of Divine
Deepest
Cruel Heartbreak
The sorrow of God is a mystery. How awful it is to ponder- was it at that moment that God first felt heartbreak? And He must feel all things most deeply.
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