Lamentable cries of the night,
Rustling of steps from afar I can hear,
She comes uncalled, perhaps unwelcomed...
But i call, i welcome and i keep,
Your words lull well, so soft and sweet,
Third month because of them I cannot sleep.
Again, again you came to me insomnia!
I recognize your face.
What is it devine beauty? what is it lawless moon?
Dont you like my melancholic tune?
Sit with me, tell me something new.
Windows curtained with white cloth,
Blue twilight streaming,
Motionless sad haze...
Or are we comforted by from afar news?
Why am I so at ease with you?














Comments
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The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources...albert einstien
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Why the hell are you reading this? I mean really does any of this fucking matter? Every cell in your body, as we speak, is decaying. Rotting ever so slowly pushing you closer and closer to death. So whats the point in reading this?
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Death and terror rules the soul
You have been spellbound
By the Devil
Murderer, you have returned
To create fear and sorrow
Death and terror rules the land
We have been spellbound
By the Devil
"Spellbound (By The Devil)" - - - Dimmu Borgir
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A charm In Tryst I Trust
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Death and terror rules the soul
You have been spellbound
By the Devil
Murderer, you have returned
To create fear and sorrow
Death and terror rules the land
We have been spellbound
By the Devil
"Spellbound (By The Devil)" - - - Dimmu Borgir
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I'm not a conformist...
I just don't conform to nonconformity.
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Stay. You don't always know where you stand,
'till you know that you won't run away.
There's something inside me that feels,
like breathing in sulfur. - Slipknot
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"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars" ~Oscar Wilde
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