Tuesday, May 31, 2016

Points, endings and immortality.

Writing songs without beginning
that lie within my silent entrails
About this never ending process
black and white

Decreased myselves, as seen in others

Songs that whisper softly
about potency
in the midst of my resignation

Semi-transparent visions I almost gave up

Points, endings and immortality
all drifting on my lake

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