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- Neon LevinMy anima’s moulting withinwhen she’s here to mend my soulMy wings become supersonicwhen she’s here to applaudLet my dreams remain lockedif she’s holding the keyHer love flickers, electrifies,dazzles as the…
- Idealist Of LuminanceAn abstract chutzpah accentuates through the facile brush strokes as she paints on the hackneyed scribbles, The loitered moments initiate the imaginations, whilst the dynamic days fructify an artistry, To…
- Relearning MaestroStiffened fingers and idled limbs Think I’ve been sitting for too long My tendons hurt as I lift my rooted legs Seems like it’s hard to play the tune despite…
- Live ForeverYou’ve become the brightest star,who’s too far away from the Milky wayAnd I don’t have the power tobring you back homeMy ears were yearning to hearyour voice, before we weredivided…
- Empty HandsUnlock your dreams with deific key There’ll be light on the altar while the hope is alive even you’ve nothing worthy and even the unbidden miracles are phoney The leafless…
- Prayers Of The Broken SoulsCountless sacrifices and the grief will be gone when the running stops The split clouds convene, move to the north, grant the Sun to shine on the sacred land The…
- HomecomingI fought for my freedom, now I’m free as falcon without any damage, waiting proudly as a warrior for my homecoming.
- Broken WingsThe puzzle was left to be misplaced yet the desire is moulding the lost pieces My eyes are gazing the sky despite the time that’s needed to fix my broken…
- Nocturnal PerilI crawl, I cry, I scream and I plead, The manic hunger usurped, corrodes my stomach and intestines as I slowly turn into a ravenous beast, The merciless game has…
- The AncestorsThe greed has blinded you Your ears are neglecting the thousand cries You’ve negated the mother nature’s wrath You’re using your ability to conceal your bloodline, your origin dreaming to…
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