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Endless

Sweet sunset rising 
On bitter dust clouds 
Spring of the dawning 
Will silence the crowds 

Last moon December 
Tragically lost again 
New moon in August 
Pale nights will end 

Come to the season 
The meeting of reason 
Butterflies dancing 
In fields of red 

Sensations keep flowing 
In cold lonely blue 
Visions of pain 
Are dreaming of you 

Bask in the darkness 
Hear the winterwind 
Float in the tormented 
Dreamscapes again 

Morning of midnight 
No nothing it brings 
But dead summer chills 
In which the ghost kin sings 

Songs of the pleasure 
Are calling a name 
They speak to the mind 
And you’re not the same 

Beacon the fire 
Bend to desire 
Fall to the slumber 
And steady your breath 

Boundlessly searching 
For something to be 
Madness is growing 
About to get free 
Hatred is raging 
And waiting for thee 

Poetry


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