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Wayfarer said:
Necromancy

I want to show you my entrails
But you will probably settle with the outer layer of my skin

Am I a rotten corpse in a parade costume?
Is the make-up working?

You don't push me away
But you do keep me at a distance

So that the stench doesn't reach maybe

With every word and action
You make skewers of me
That no one will eat

Still you smile
And I hate you for that
Because you made it

Interesting, to say the least ! Who is "you" ? A former lover or friend ? A family member ?
 
Somnambulist said:
Wayfarer said:
Necromancy

I want to show you my entrails
But you will probably settle with the outer layer of my skin

Am I a rotten corpse in a parade costume?
Is the make-up working?

You don't push me away
But you do keep me at a distance

So that the stench doesn't reach maybe

With every word and action
You make skewers of me
That no one will eat

Still you smile
And I hate you for that
Because you made it

Interesting, to say the least ! Who is "you" ? A former lover or friend ? A family member ?

Isn't it more interesting if I don't say? :p. Mystery makes everything better lol But if you really want to know.. was about a friend.
 
Distant sky

The lives of the others shine painfully in the darkness.
Diamonds or zircons, it's difficult to tell from afar.
Sometimes one feels like they can grab those stars in the night sky,
but they can't and they don't know why.

As close as they may be,
an abyss will always be
in between.
Same thing for you and me.

If I could at least see
in the glass of my heart
the reflection of my feelings,
I would know whether me
staying or leaving,
is best for thee.

Trapped in uncertainty
I know the blame lies with me
for having such a bad contraption
buried in my chest.
What must die is passion.
 
Snow


I bathe in the silence
watching the messy dance of the snowflakes
a white cover on top of the earth
keeping it warm

Even those far away birds
fly slowly but in ecstasy
their world momentarily given back to them

Everything there is of human is in hiding
and those who are not, are surely not happy about it

Rejoice nature!
today you had your comeback

Is this wind a sigh?
Oh? Are you inviting me to come?
If I had no bonds I would gladly join you
in the eternal whiteness
and sleep deep inside everything
 

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