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I am the fight lost
the victory won
the need decieved
the burning sun
I am your denied prediction
your clutched glare
your sacrifice made
your youthful dare
I am in the moment of moments
in an explosion muted
in ungrateful rescue
in edges surrounded
What am I?

Again

The clocks running down
losing to the holes in my mind
severed
delivered
by all kinds of time
I wait here for it to move
when and where and forever
nothing
everything
for all kinds of time
I walk forward watch backwards
and here I run and here I stay
living
dying
for all kinds of time
I drown to make my own
then damaged to fly down
shattered
battered
waiting for all kinds of time

Ice Undone

Dipped in water
like ice undone
cooling blood
rushing forth
will crumbles
wishing life
to those alive
thirst
while drinking
bending
reaching
covering
Dipped in water
like ice undone

Pause

An open empty space
Stalling heaven in a race
There we are; you and I
Finally I forget to ask why
Give me that moment to bury
To unearth it when weary
Heat releasing its smoke
Potent enough to choke
As I hold back words
Screaming in another world
Give me, Give me
So I may take
Stab risks with what's at stake
The never-ending
The Eternal occupation
It lives here
In this sensation

Ode to the Weak

I write to you
from words swimming through my veins
letters chained by heartbeats
I think of you
with thoughts that caress my soul
sighs created with hope
I run to you
in lives that have passed and will be
days sated with serenity
I sing to you
with songs tuned by my many emotions
notes streaming in the wind
I give to you
with a light in me that remained untouched
struggles owned by sheer will
I swear to you
by the laws of time and their creator
there will be a dawn

Hades

Sprawling on top of a hill dark with the night
Nine o'clock
chimes go on with the ticking clock
sitting on the world
a hand pulling strings
writing laws of mankind
Ten o'clock
chimes go on with the ticking clock
sitting on the world
the eyes will freeze
putting away all misdeeds
Eleven o'clock
chimes go on with the ticking clock
sitting on the world
a mind will contemplate
the different silks to debate
Twelve o'clock
midnight strikes and with it fright and fight
chains of law broken
criminals condemned by criminals
and then the silk curtain falls

1659

"Fifty years" said the old man
Has it been that long since then?
I still remember all the memories
when we walked through the grove
and I held your hand
you moved away shyly
leaning in with your thoughts
If I could put a memory in a bottle
that would be the one
we broke dishes, yelled, and wounded
we stood by eachother
seeking life with a fever unknown to us
together we thought would end in forever
days passed and we grew old
and I still remember when...
we walked through the grove
to my ears you sung while you spoke
settling in the minutes
the sun moving backwards
do you remember when?
we were there together
and now is the end of forever
seperate in life one in death
in the end we are together again
memories, memories
and here my world changes
we walked through the grove
now you walk through it again