| Winds that shine a bright, blinding dark. |
| Kerosene
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| flames so cold they crack
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| Suns that blow becalmed twisters. |
| Ferocity sleeping.
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| Nothingness stacked
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| Intestines worn to shield the inward limbs. |
| Screams
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| unheard. |
| Deafening thoughts
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| Levitating ground. |
| The solid water burns. |
| Liquid
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| stone. |
| The immobile turns
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| Corrosion soothing the hurt within
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| Surroundings reaching to touch your skin
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| Progress in stalemate. |
| Death is alive
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| Eyes and mind glint — Glints collide
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| Pains sending shivers of well-being down your spine.
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| Sounds of healing crack your bones
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| Lamentation carving into smiling faces. |
| Surrounded by everyone, still you’re all alone
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| Wormholes set as halos over sinners skulls. |
| Leaves
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| chasing the fallen air away
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| A lifetime of needle-eyes too wide to escape, where
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| honesty lies and angels betray
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| Incisions mending the wounds within
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| Surroundings breach the surface of your skin
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| Progress in static. |
| Life has died
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| Eyes and minds glint — Glints collide
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| Reincarnation trapped in a life span.
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| Corpses bolted to the ground arise
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| Omnilights flooding your world with their darkness
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| As your reflection turns its back to your eyes
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| You’ve entered your self-created antiparadise
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| Your universe processed and trapped in jars
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| Never-ending insanity
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| Down in the hell of mind, where glints collide |