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Blow by blow blows me away two by two made to decay one by one for love of us all cheek to cheek for the kiss of freedom heart to heart for the wealth of every kingdom the effervescence of my wishes but away they gallop to precipitate elsewhere I was to wed but she was a cripple she would never walk down the aisle They said they would die for her after my heart was put on the guillotine my charms made her my sleeping beauty but I was awake in a dream where she was trapped in a fairytale which the ending was at her sight but she sleepwalked towards the future her heart loved while her mind hated her heart found but she thought she had wasted so she copied suspicions and soon pasted when she thought she had killed me after dying for her Like a letter of distress I was pasted crumbled and thrown to the bin the bin which was emptied the litter to the river where I found home where I flow towards the sunset she runs away as a mermaid below the waters where I ...

You had me going crazy I am in a mad town now my insanity in a maternity if this conception is a reality a father to be this moment for positivity that pieces of my heart are far apart to infinity moving on is a pain for immortality I want to pay for I am priceless I will fly high to be star struck walk on skies for a star trek sail on music while singing on the deck I want a deep kiss with destiny not a peck for in this abyss of deslation I can float a castle of consolation to live in as long as problems are within solutions will always be without As the clock ticks I invite betrayal to be my timer the pain to be my charmer my heartbeat to be like a lilt of a love drama if all promises you made were a murmur let the world shout and ground shake for it to be firmer if this world is not for you, your heaven is a drama I gave it to you in the palm of your hand blow it like a kiss for it to be grand I leave the person in you for I can my other waiting in sigh...

When synchronism of time and clock... does not dock it becomes a simultaneous tragedy when the ship of life docks with a strategy and the image on a mirror starts bleeding real like red roses on a white carpet after the truth has cheated deception to be a puppet like pinocchio whose large nose blew a trumpet blowing truth away before it could smell it and the blue paint fades in the sky as the wish stands after a lie Walking on slivers would reflect everything but the reflections sacrifice would abide forever forever on the cushion of feet for them to sit away from the waiting audience whose hope hang at the edge of a cliff forgetting the smooth precipice of life which would embrace death warmly before falling off the arms of a clock should give me hand to embrace patience until my world ends when the cloak shall fall at my feet with the rustle of immortality behind my deeds When a white rose blooms a thorn in a blissful instance in a definite lineage of peace ...

I remember the evolving memories as I watched lovers as they fell high from the twinkling galaxies shooting down in a tumbling flight an eye for an eye was their sight losing conception of their sad creation a tooth for a tooth in a way they could not smile to align their contorted faces as pride baked them in the oven of its lust Therefore they fell into the waiting darkness below as they wailed shaking the silence of the universe while their hearts remained in a deadly silence as they pounded one another hitting with greatest passion felt tearing one another to pieces Soon they were caught in tangled webs due to the painful thrust of fate shocked and confused by the war in motion in the night with no stars in the sky only to tumble on the ground becoming slivers which reflected their agony agony that trembled of losing one another but the weight of their stern unyielding egos set their ground ablaze The flames talked in tongues their voices etched with u...

A lie to the sphinx made it stone that it would be remembrance of the lone but moment of life had importance in a pawn and the fatigue of ecstasy is that life when flowers bloom in a château of an empire flat in it stomach of a plateau if satisfaction has made a helix a helix of confusion in the wake of a sphinx the moment of life is a spell in its jinx Regrets bloom ripples on the pool the placid surface of the sea mirrors the sky when snookers are broken on the pool while the tone of curiosity asks why for the lilt of mystery enchants the clock while waves send goodbyes to a weak ship in the dock a tear of hopelessness is an elixir that dances on the fountain of belief it is a winery drunk in its stupor maybe billowing steam is not hot like vapor When aesthetics fall out of beauty it hardens a heart after falling out of pity and madness may send reality away if the attention of deception parades to sway like April it were after May the flow of time would st...

It was sweet walking through a black forest sight was sweetened by the taste of mystery but temptations seem to entice miracles love on the beach electrifies a smile on the sea kissing on a flawless veld quenches like waters of heaven a wave to the ocean entices affectionate storm a kingly palace stands proud with a queenly presence for a heart against the world its love cannot be quenched by a thousand suns Playing the pipe did not hold any water when my dearest of friends wanted to dance only for the curtains to be raised before realization the world desires to break etiquette a custom in its culture of mockery and soon my dearest suffers prophesies of Cassandra that entice phrased deceptive lottery worth of priceless affection is beaten to dust only for the clouds to rejoice in infinite happiness soaking the poor dust to be mad I was seven when I was promised heaven but after twenty three summers winter still reigns for seven autumns certainty still hanged on...