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tonight
i smeared my screams
on walls of poetry
and the words were smothered
like drops on crimson dreams
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from the broken winds
to the demon of the moons
i have smelt the skeletons
with broken skulls
broken bones with fractured emotions
that stink in my closet of memories
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i was the poet from pluto
blood-painting the woman of mythologies
till she came alive
to kill me with her vibration
my lyrics got spilled
on the tired dynamo of your extinct heartbeat
till it trickled down
the song of your eyes
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was i then counting the sabres of time
to tighten the noose of glory
as i now burn on the mirror
that plays psychedelic videos?
in the womb of my decayed fortunes
time grows like hungry tragedies
tragedies of love and wars lost………
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in the tempest of your face
poets die everyday
as ghosts and gods duel for paradise
on the poison of your lips
till your tears are the obituary
on the unfed death nail
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tonight i killed your whispers
from my whining universe
hold my hand for once
as you travel back in time
into the land of mythologies
you will be breathing forever
on immortal walls of poetry
tonight i have frozen you
from space, time and mythologies
and you are mine forever
on the weeping words
that i have engraved
in the grains of time
tonight.
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