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| Endless night endless night no stars no stars shinning bright only the empty only the empty darkness of night a million thoughts have come to boil some of rage and some of toil all lost now in the darkness of sorrow no fools none wiser no minds left the wiser only the miser and his hoarded gold liars dance on the backs of those who would bare the truth and change of the worlds darkness to light and I have only moved on into the night no longer chasing the day bitterness no longer my companion only the loneliness and ancient pain so beware now that I am now only a traveller no longer a person in tune to changing the world. |
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| Were in this time of sorrow and pain is love I know not one night she a dove flew away in darkness endless did I strain my eyes for my love who had taken form of dove and then of flight did this love take no feather no feather did I find no tether did she leave behind tightly to my heart for if she had surely no I would see my lovely dove in return flight knowing she to had loved. |
| my life I have built up like a house of cards around a burning candle the music in the back ground twisting turning the sound of the universe and soon the candle has burned down this house of cards and I have burned myself down and the music of the universe goes twisting and turning goes on |
| Rose sweet Rose no finer flower then sweet Rose With fine delicate red petals that when in full bloom All would admire and love. But some would dare to pluck the sweet Rose And hide it all from the eyes of the world but A Rose is more then delicate red petals a Rose Is stem and Bush filled with Delicacy and thorns To protect that Delicacy But there are some who seem To have gloves and mind not the Thorns of the Rose But what they Take once That blooming Bud They fail to See that a single Rose bloom from the Bush In the end is no great Loss It is only a loss if the whole Stem and Bush is plucked up from the ground. and for all the world never to have had the pleasure of the roses beauty |
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