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Someone is dying, Gabriel…
Dying of too much evening happiness, Gabriel… This is what you should do. Lay down in a coffin and expect death because your heart can't bear any longer. Your misery is entwined with the sun's killing razes. Your life, Gabriel is nor ending or passed… your body bleeds and wins the cups on Christ's table. Help us, save us, Gabriel… mesmerize us… unchain us! Help us! Christ for us! Sin for us!
And I hear them coming to my funeral of pain and the suffering lingers supreme. I am eternal as the dying thought of your mind… nevermind, the sun… is down and it will end the night, with my smile.
Gabriel found peace…
In his own person… in the one he never abandoned without even knowing.
I met Gabriel and I smiled in his tears.
Love me, my Gabriel… Failures after failures…
I fail within his arms and he caresses my head as I speak aloud… that I love him. THIS is my funeral… this is my end.
Gabriel found peace within him. It took him years to realize he was looking for his own person with greener eyes.
Is this what my eyes always wanted? To be as green as yours, my darling…? Is this what my sins tried to do? Get me closer to myself? Get me inside myself… and get me inside myself… The hour and the Golgotha are upon us… you are mine… YOU ARE ME. You are my failure, my past… and I shall drain the night sky from you, to be able to breathe again
BREATHE!
My Gabriel… Myself.
Dying of too much evening happiness, Gabriel… This is what you should do. Lay down in a coffin and expect death because your heart can't bear any longer. Your misery is entwined with the sun's killing razes. Your life, Gabriel is nor ending or passed… your body bleeds and wins the cups on Christ's table. Help us, save us, Gabriel… mesmerize us… unchain us! Help us! Christ for us! Sin for us!
And I hear them coming to my funeral of pain and the suffering lingers supreme. I am eternal as the dying thought of your mind… nevermind, the sun… is down and it will end the night, with my smile.
Gabriel found peace…
In his own person… in the one he never abandoned without even knowing.
I met Gabriel and I smiled in his tears.
Love me, my Gabriel… Failures after failures…
I fail within his arms and he caresses my head as I speak aloud… that I love him. THIS is my funeral… this is my end.
Gabriel found peace within him. It took him years to realize he was looking for his own person with greener eyes.
Is this what my eyes always wanted? To be as green as yours, my darling…? Is this what my sins tried to do? Get me closer to myself? Get me inside myself… and get me inside myself… The hour and the Golgotha are upon us… you are mine… YOU ARE ME. You are my failure, my past… and I shall drain the night sky from you, to be able to breathe again
BREATHE!
My Gabriel… Myself.
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Afterlife
AfterlifeThe sky looked perfect today; no sign of rain on today’s forecast… I just wished it would feel like this every day, no pain, no strife, nothing. It is as if I was walking into a dream and I never wanted to wake up. Every time I would take a walk on a certain path, I would usually feel at peace with myself. It’s nice to see people walking to and fro to wherever place they may be. As I continued walking down, I just waved my hands at them, having that warm, fuzzy feeling inside as they waved me back with smiles on their faces. I swear it was such an beautiful sight, seeing different people, young and old, male and female; It didn’t ...
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dusk.
songs of skipping stones,
cranes wavering in the darkness;
her eyes are glowing in the light-
never to be seen again.
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Who I've become.
Once upon a time;
Oh so cliche.
I met a man promising to change things.
Foolish innocence on my behalf,
I believe his every cold lie.He took me on a ride;
One I couldn't get off.
Spinning round and round and round.
I could feel my stomach doing cartwheels.
Excitement and terror mixed.Time began to fade into itself.
His mask began to melt.
He was so beautiful; what a mistake.
Satan himself was under that mask.
I was trapped. Held Captive.
His for the taking.
I was a toy, A doll of sorts if you will.Life became a blur, a muddled mess.
Life is so funny sometimes.
The monster won the game.
It was all just a beautiful game.
Blood stained him- h...
Gabriel...
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very powerful.