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wingless

the fall

was just another

excuse for me

to attempt to fly

and if that

doesn’t work, then

i won’t lose

anything when i die.

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angel mine

let me fly

and steal your gun

kiss the sky

let’s have some fun

let me fall

against your wings

time is up

so why don’t we sing?

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Paradise Under the Moonlight

In the night, the stormy night
She closed her eyes
In the night, the stormy night
Away she’d fly…

~*~

Into the dark

Where no marks trace elegant

Soft shafts

Of moon past starry eye scant

I didn’t expect

The glitter dancing on my skin

But I love how

They twirl and glow among kin

Wind chimes

I lost myself in the paper garden

In the closet

And I will explore it all over again

The crevasse

Of the blood red moon convolute

It’s so beautiful

Like a melody on a bamboo flute

This planet, it’s

Merely spinning, never breathing

And it’s time to

Remove the blindfold of oxygen

I can’t fly with

Gravity ripping all my hope apart

I can’t swim in

Sulphur seas and broken hearts

So instead I’ll

Wear the colours on my sleeves

And leap out

From the mirror’s edge to leave

I will run away

For another chance at paradise

Don’t find me

‘Cause you can only enter twice.

~*~

And dreamed of
Para, para, paradise
Para, para, paradise
Para, para, paradise
Every time she closed her eyes…

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★ southern ☆

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

poles of red and gold

keep spinning on

the ends that i hold

singing a song

poles of blue and silver

keep spiralling on

the ribbons you tether

cascading and long

opposite directions

upwards downfall

gravity anomaly

separate wall to wall

highest low blows

different games

continents of snow

share common names

northern southern

to meet you with i

either you fall down

or i attempt to fly.

♫•*¨*•.¸¸♪

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Crashing Constellations

Don’t rain on my parade
It’s gonna glow in the dark
I like it better when you can’t keep warm
Don’t ruin a perfect thing, a perfect thing
The boy on the blue moon dreams of sun…

~*~

You have that applaudable talent

Of being able to drag me all down

When I begin to soar for the skies

And reach cloud nine daydreams

Yet you are still stranded on land

.

You have the amazing forethought

To pull my legs with heavier gravity

Whenever I’m reaching on for stars

And I accidentally take them along

Plucking a long string with my hold

.

You have unbelievable ignorance

Of asking why the long nights are

Cold and lightless, stark hopeless

And you’ve the nerve to complain

In most wretched, puerile manner

.

Still, you have a vexing capability

Of being able to claim innocence

As you buried the moon’s detritus

While standing in messy carnage

Of my body and the crashed stars.

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Avian

I always thought that I picked a cotton dove

Which could help me in soaring high above

Serenading dulcet with mellifluent melodies

To smile at me and go softly for a warm kiss

.

Though clearly I was terribly mistaken, love

To pick you, the remorseful songs you have

You clipped my wings tattered, cackled lies

Grinned at me and went straight for my eyes.

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My Viole[n]t Valentine

The amount of pills I’m taking
Counteracts the booze I’m drinking
And this vanity I’m breaking
Lets me live my life like this
And well I find it hard to stay
With the words you say…

~*~

Pretty lavender plushes

Periwinkle cheek blushes

My Violet’s love, it hangs

In purple poison tongues

.

Her flowy heather dress

And deep magenta tress

Amethyst jewels so nice

Bloodshot sangria eyes

.

Just achieve this goal

And pull fast the trigger

To make the black hole

In my empty head bigger

.

True, I’m airheaded, yes

But I didn’t ever reckon

That it meant a skull less

And grey smoke in cranium

.

The lump in my throat

Growing with my hate

Is harder to swallow than

The titanium bullet I ate

.

Violet, what’s my sin?

Don’t remember the wine?

Or your iris-soft skin?

Or the mulberry skyline?

.

Or the plum bruises you got

From when we badly fought?

Or the sweet grape lipstick

That left me dazed, tricked?

.

I chewed up razor blades

Because it had hurt less

Than your kiss, as it fades

Leaving me in a bad mess

.

The rusty blood that I spat

Brighter than fresh crimson

Scarlet rose petals they sat

Thorns stuck in malediction

.

Your sweetest lilac scent

Hellish love so heaven-sent

You said we could both soar

Our mauve hearts feel sore

.

Now my hangman’s cradle

Is the only thing that’s able

Now to make me fly so high

Oxygen inhale but a bad lie

.

Though that wouldn’t compare

Violet, to the lack of breath I felt

When you said, so vividly purple

For me to go away and drop dead…

.

…Okay.

.

Violet, my love, you got off simply fine

Your dark wish was granted this time

Now won’t you care to also grant mine

And be my lovely violent valentine?

~*~

Well I’ll choose the life I’ve taken
Never mind the friends I’m making
and the beauty that I’m faking
Lets me live my life like this
And well I find it hard to stay
With the words you say
Oh baby let me in, oh baby let me in…

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My Asinine Angel

And I think I’ll blow my brains against the ceiling
And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall
Fall on your tongue like pixie dust just think happy thoughts…

~*~

And all you are is snivelling, a languid meek creature sick appalling

Take your stride my little angel, are your cotton white layers peeling?

Pray learn to leave the dissident haze of your own broken lithium cage

The door is wide open for freedom, yet you’re blinded by your self rage

.

Self pity and soft flowery words that you pick like a good luck charm

Is it hurting your weak heart’s garden? Is it causing you greater harm?

Poor cherubim, stung by a dinky buzzing bee and you’re rendered defenceless

Sorry to inform you dearest, but this world is simply but a huge chaotic mess

.

So don’t be dainty and fragile now, steadfast faith, and stop shattering your crying glass tears

In a cold warring scarring sanction, there is no place for your petty paper fears

Would you rather be alone and incarcerated, plucking your velvet feathers’ withered plume?

Or would you risk to take the flight today and finally break free from the raging maelstrom of your own created gloom?

~*~

And now the red ones make me fly
And the blue ones help me fall…

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Flying High

Your high-flung attitude is severely ambitious

You love causing such a scuffle and a mental fuss

But in the end, you’re simply foolishly capricious

And you let me down more than gravity does.

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Levitation

Drops of pink sugar

That mix with light

Crystalline lover

You take your flight

.

Glittering fairy sings

Magic wand so sweet

Iridescent bubble wings

Pop it for a twist of treat

.

Overlooking sunset glory

You sprinkle some liquid gold

I lift from the ground slowly

And with your heart fly off.

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