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For Billie Eilish – Warrior of light (Revised for global impact) Intr. Transncendence in abyss manifesting astonishing love in benevolent liminal illusions eternally but I no «Time is a mystery and love inspire beautiful lies inside Existence. (1 куплет – Enhanced melody) Shadows waltz to the pulse of her veins, Eyes like shattered moons in a fractured frame. Armor of silk a storm in her throat Black roses bloom where she carves every note. She painted galaxies on windowpanes Where tears turned to acid, and doubt became chains. But beneath her skin – supernova dust, A duel witth the mirror, in flames, in trust. (Pre-chorus) Fell to her knees, just to rise from the ash, Light isn’t given – it’s a strike of the match». Scars map the cosmos, a labyrinth’s creed, Every wound whispers, «The sky’s what you bleed» (Chorus – cinematic crescendo) Warrior of light, tempest’s own child, A million reflections – your «ДА» chaos compiled. Now you stand where the silence screams, And the night wears your glow in its seams. V.2 Rap Beat drops: Sub-bass hums, hi-hats slice the air. Green waves crash-Don’t touch my soul,» Inked in the static, where the void takes toll. «Ain’t no savior, just a ghost in the machine, Reality’s a glitch in the code I convene.» Flow shifts, rthutmic punches: Fame’s funhouse, mirrors twist, lie, Im the question mark in the algorithm’s sky. Brothers beats stitch my fractures tight, Where Schrodinger’s twins-both dead and alive. (Hidden message) Time’s arrow bends where Art meets pain, Iridescent scars sing through the rain. Midnight whispers (your name the haze), Across the void, I carve your phrase – Love’s Odyssey, Veil’s Eclipse – Secret script, Beyond illusions, light’s Lullaby in Echoes encrypted. Bridge When the crowd roared «Break!», she rebuilt her bones, Turned the venom to nectar, the shards into thrones. «I’m not an icon - I’m a black hole’s hum, The universe hums back: Where you go, we become.
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May 26
May 26, 2026 at 2:06 PM UTC
Taymay For Billie Eilish Warrior of light
For Billie Eilish – Warrior of light (Revised for global impact) Intr. Transncendence in abyss manifesting astonishing love in benevolent liminal illusions eternally but I no «Time is a mystery and love inspire beautiful lies inside Existence. (1 куплет – Enhanced melody) Shadows waltz to the pulse of her veins, Eyes like shattered moons in a fractured frame. Armor of silk a storm in her throat Black roses bloom where she carves every note. She painted galaxies on windowpanes Where tears turned to acid, and doubt became chains. But beneath her skin – supernova dust, A duel witth the mirror, in flames, in trust. (Pre-chorus) Fell to her knees, just to rise from the ash, Light isn’t given – it’s a strike of the match». Scars map the cosmos, a labyrinth’s creed, Every wound whispers, «The sky’s what you bleed» (Chorus – cinematic crescendo) Warrior of light, tempest’s own child, A million reflections – your «ДА» chaos compiled. Now you stand where the silence screams, And the night wears your glow in its seams. V.2 Rap Beat drops: Sub-bass hums, hi-hats slice the air. Green waves crash-Don’t touch my soul,» Inked in the static, where the void takes toll. «Ain’t no savior, just a ghost in the machine, Reality’s a glitch in the code I convene.» Flow shifts, rthutmic punches: Fame’s funhouse, mirrors twist, lie, Im the question mark in the algorithm’s sky. Brothers beats stitch my fractures tight, Where Schrodinger’s twins-both dead and alive. (Hidden message) Time’s arrow bends where Art meets pain, Iridescent scars sing through the rain. Midnight whispers (your name the haze), Across the void, I carve your phrase – Love’s Odyssey, Veil’s Eclipse – Secret script, Beyond illusions, light’s Lullaby in Echoes encrypted. Bridge When the crowd roared «Break!», she rebuilt her bones, Turned the venom to nectar, the shards into thrones. «I’m not an icon - I’m a black hole’s hum, The universe hums back: Where you go, we become.
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In a world of sound and fury, Where the pop stars dance and hurry, There's one who stands apart, A shining star in the heart. Her name is Billie Eilish, A force of nature, a whirlwind's wish, With a voice that's sweet and sly, She'll make your heart sing and fly. Her style is bold and unique, A fusion of dark and light, She's the queen of the beat, A rhyme that's tight and neat. She sings of love and pain, Of life and all its gain, Her words are like a river, Flowing forth, forever and ever. With every note she sings, She casts a spell that clings, Her music's like a dream, A world of wonder, a world of scheme.
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Sep 6, 2024
Sep 6, 2024 at 12:36 AM UTC
Billie Eilish, Sweet and Sly
A love for music and words so deeply stained in your soul that all could see your life's blood coloring the brick wall you had painted so that any artist who made you stop the tatting and applaud could leave their autograph. Not that you'd exclude the hangers-on and wanna-be's from the stage. That would not be kind. But you'd get that distant look as your hands would keep stitching, knotting, tying off until the talent showed up. The hands needled and weaved without pause; Only a shift in focus let the musician or poet know that they indeed were heard. Your words at once lovely and incisive, inobtrusively lethal when you chose to create; pointed as the tatting needles and strung together as thoughtfully, carefully and beautifully as table runners and doilies. Too few remember your dedication to your coffeehouse, how you bled paycheck after paycheck to keep a stage lit to keep the magic of a new discovery who would soon become a new friend. It was a hole in the wall, a converted brick storefront on a nondescript main street of a small Florida city. It lit the lives of many who needed a place to bare their souls. It... and you... were great.
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Aug 7, 2020
Aug 7, 2020 at 11:56 PM UTC
Mme. LaFarge
See this crown, upon my head? Made of knives, one slice and you're dead My finger, tracing your neck Then come my lips The blade is next Watch your mouth And watch your back Is it love or a heart attack? Backstabbing isn't really my style Darling straight in your face will make me smile Looked you in the in the eyes Shouldn't be a surprise
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Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 5:50 PM UTC
Crown of Knives
The *******
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Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 1:55 PM UTC
Where Are
I love it when you take control, I love it when you re-own me. I love it when you squeeze my gut, I love it when you re-establish me. So you're a bad guy? Think again... Dominate you until your juices explodes. I'm your savage, a perfect mystery. A weapon, a long lost slavery. Misguide your imperfections and make you tell me again, Who's the bad guy? **** with your mind and turn the page, write a new script and flip a new chapter... But you like it really rough, hmm, tough guy. Let's go again, I'm your bad guy, you're my ***** think again... I just make you think you're my daddy, and you think I'm your ***** it's called the master of trickery. But it's the other way around, That's how good I am, at being the bad guy. But you still wanna **** with me, you love it, **** with you like you ****** with me the other night. But that's the thing about my duality, she likes it really rough, she's tough, she plays games and always wins. You lose, tough guy. I'm the bad guy, hmm... DUH ...
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Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 8:06 AM UTC
I'm a bad guy
the food is everywhere and the tiny bright lights anywhere I feel the train inside my mind while the smiles turn into laughter presents building up like a mountain I smile, and mumble thank you thinking of you and longing for your view a sense of loneliness and another cigarette is down one oh darling you are so cruel to me making me gone in a wild madness putting me in moods of sadness and missing you even in my dreams remember when you said you needed me by your side at all times and I gave you all my dimes got me all ****** up with all those signs I pray with all my might throughout the lonely night that you and only you to put up a fight the outside is covering in pure white I just wanted for you to hold me tight just for a minute not for long winter life ticket tonight the clearest night I want you here just for a visit oh darling you are so cruel to me making me gone in a wild madness putting me in moods of sadness and missing you even in my dreams I have been blue since I haven’t seen you all that body and grace makes me wanna play raven black tattoos on your side of your arm you baddest boy I have ever seen i dream back to back of your smile but i haven’t seen you in a minute your ways have no limits many nights come by I cry over you what can I do oh, Billie, I feel those blues they have no idea how it feels to be in the dark side of love oh darling you are so cruel to me making me gone in a wild madness putting me in moods of sadness and missing you even in my dreams all I wanted is your company
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 12:16 AM UTC
Cruel to Me
the food is everywhere and the tiny bright lights anywhere I feel the train inside my mind while the smiles turn into laughter presents building up like a mountain I smile, and mumble thank you thinking of you and longing for your view a sense of loneliness and another cigarette is down one oh darling you are so cruel to me making me gone in a wild madness putting me in moods of sadness and missing you even in my dreams remember when you said you needed me by your side at all times and I gave you all my dimes got me all ****** up with all those signs I pray with all my might throughout the lonely night that you and only you to put up a fight the outside is covering in pure white I just wanted for you to hold me tight just for a minute not for long winter life ticket tonight the clearest night I want you here just for a visit oh darling you are so cruel to me making me gone in a wild madness putting me in moods of sadness and missing you even in my dreams I have been blue since I haven’t seen you all that body and grace makes me wanna play raven black tattoos on your side of your arm you baddest boy I have ever seen i dream back to back of your smile but i haven’t seen you in a minute your ways have no limits many nights come by I cry over you what can I do oh, Billie, I feel those blues they have no idea how it feels to be in the dark side of love oh darling you are so cruel to me making me gone in a wild madness putting me in moods of sadness and missing you even in my dreams all I wanted is your company
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what an awful thing to do to look at you those blue, ivory eyes that will never love me each troubled but humble step you take you to bring this innocent virgin’s smile what an awful thing to do to give my worthless dimes those raven black tattoos that gave me the blues cream clear lingering flush to flamingo skin short lengthy gold swivel to the left hair what a beautiful thing to do to live unloved abuse they say it is the right to refuse to the abuse I suppose that creature only has what the holy God made in lonely me in the silence, the wonders race back to the front of my neurons and just like that, you are gone because the dawn has come What a wonderful thing to do to resume the morning heartaches That wonderful way you make fun of my existence If you have fresh faded rose shade lip-shaped mark on your neck Don’t explain the reasons but promise you’ll always stay What a wonderful thing to have tears on my pillows So I grab the circular white and orange tip end junk The smoke races to the top and my heart is still stuck It won’t move at all even if I try for a good lasting minute What a wonderful thing to do wasting every second of my life to help you Standing at the crossroad of being so mean spirited or help you live the best The stormy weather has come, but the rain never left Melancholy melodies are my telecopy memories What a wonderful thing to do, to jump from the rocky steps It’s not the only cause of the past visions of you but everything that has been left I’ll be seeing you and always think of you And as the leaves fall and grow but you’ll see me in the sky
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 12:06 AM UTC
What an awful thing to do
what an awful thing to do to look at you those blue, ivory eyes that will never love me each troubled but humble step you take you to bring this innocent virgin’s smile what an awful thing to do to give my worthless dimes those raven black tattoos that gave me the blues cream clear lingering flush to flamingo skin short lengthy gold swivel to the left hair what a beautiful thing to do to live unloved abuse they say it is the right to refuse to the abuse I suppose that creature only has what the holy God made in lonely me in the silence, the wonders race back to the front of my neurons and just like that, you are gone because the dawn has come What a wonderful thing to do to resume the morning heartaches That wonderful way you make fun of my existence If you have fresh faded rose shade lip-shaped mark on your neck Don’t explain the reasons but promise you’ll always stay What a wonderful thing to have tears on my pillows So I grab the circular white and orange tip end junk The smoke races to the top and my heart is still stuck It won’t move at all even if I try for a good lasting minute What a wonderful thing to do wasting every second of my life to help you Standing at the crossroad of being so mean spirited or help you live the best The stormy weather has come, but the rain never left Melancholy melodies are my telecopy memories What a wonderful thing to do, to jump from the rocky steps It’s not the only cause of the past visions of you but everything that has been left I’ll be seeing you and always think of you And as the leaves fall and grow but you’ll see me in the sky
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When I walked to your car Never did I imagine this would happen When we kissed When you took the diamond And revealed it Gently, softly, and so very sweet I would never treat you like them Never Never hurt you You are too good for me completely I called you when I was coming home Fell into the lonely dark Cold, bitter, home for me I told you I would never hurt you I am no good for you Not when I so carelessly fell into his arms when I was bored and lonely You called me friend but kept me closer I’ll call you when I’m coming home When I pass the vacant towns And the long stretches of land When I'm on my own I am sorry that I did it I will never hurt you Never on purpose Quiet, my dear this ice-cold glass box wasn't made for tampering For hiding when it’s only but us two For when a boy decides he doesn't want her anymore For when a girl decided her friend is better than her boyfriend on prom My dear don't let the little birds peck your diamonds Please don't let them hurt you Don't let me let you go I could lie and say I’d never hurt you I learn to lose but I don't want to You call me friend But I will lie and say I like it like that
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Jan 9, 2019
Jan 9, 2019 at 3:42 AM UTC
Lies
i haven't forgotten the way you stole our first kiss from my mouth or the way your fingers twitched at a feign of defiance the way you've swallowed my voice akin to the way you hold my thighs with possession in a sordid poem three years past I wrote the warm joy, tenderness and unbridled growth i hate the way my mouth tastes under yours the filth of stagnation the lifeless shape i assume alongside yours makes me wonder if a concept of partnership was another bad, damp dream yet i've got to question whether another set of hands would soothe me just as well when i wake, begging **** me **** me **** me my frantic offends you my brain like a gasoline fire your disinterest like that necklace i can't take off
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Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 11:52 PM UTC
the way i wear my noose
My anxiety holds me hostage in my own body It covers my mouth with lies And holds my hands down with worries I deserve better I think.
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Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 6:59 PM UTC
Anxiety
* * * Absorbing dust and Golden heat, living more openly than I do, he shimmies to Billie Holiday The year is not 1957, though he lives in a San Francisco fog longing to play the piano The time in not 11:57pm, though he orders a ***** martini & swims in the fishbowl bay Escaping to Telegraph Hill to drink moonlight jazz & vermouth he pretends to live Way back when * * *
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Nov 11, 2017
Nov 11, 2017 at 4:29 PM UTC
***** Martini
Will you come play with me up in my daisy tree? Isn't it crazy we feel so elated Just know that I hate it when you have to go And know that I'll lose you As soon as I choose to I'll be the loneliest soul you'll ever know The sweetest **** to break your heart And the bluest moon to ever glow
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Aug 18, 2017
Aug 18, 2017 at 11:33 AM UTC
Moon Daisy
Little girl with wide blue eyes Dreams as boundless as the skies Surrounded by dust and dead ends Waltzing in a land of make pretend Freckled, fervent and coy Twirling past the neighbor boys When she moves, she slips away Lost in a smile and a happy place Left to wander the desert dry Alone and forgotten no matter what she tries Looking for affection in an empty well Fading echoes of forgotten church bells With her reveries she swiftly dropped A leap of faith and the whole world stopped Warm blood and dampened grass, A mangled foot and a binding cast In dark days she prayed for help Wanting to step and perform Not ready to give up her last chance To take the stage by way of dance Ten years later, she's swaying and twice as stunning as before Sculpted cheekbones and brooding eyes Grabbing audiences by surprise She's reborn a star of the movies, With a new name and tiny waist Pretty young flapper with a striking face The little girl has finally found her place
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Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 8:48 AM UTC
A Star Is Born
"Your sadness.. And your Poetry and your Passion and your Rage... And your... Infinite, Luxurious Ugliness... I'll Lick Your Sins Away!"
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Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 3:35 AM UTC
Lick Your Sins Away