SUN-MOON-LESS ICED ASHES SPREAD ACROSS THE TERRAIN PILED INSIDE OVERFLOWING THE SPORADIC GRAVES; GLOOM CARRIES THE AIR, ALL WHITE AND GRAY, THE ARCTIC CHILL NUMBS THE MIND TO DISARRAY. THE FIERY EMOTIONS SLOWLY FADE AWAY LEAVING NOTHING BUT FLICKERING SPARKS TO PLAY AND EMPTINESS COVERS THE MASS OF THIS DISPLAY LIKE AN INVISIBLE BLANKET; COLD AND HEAVY. MINDLESS CHATTER LINGERS LOST AND ABOUT, EMOTIONS SWIRL HERE AND THERE AROUND. MYSTERY BORN CREEPS BUT CANNOT BE FOUND, SILENCE STEPS IN FURTHER; IT GROWS TOO LOUD. STEMMING ACROSS THE TERRAIN, THE SMELL IS FOUL, THE FOG THICKENS, MY THROAT, VISION IT CLOUDS. AN UNRECOGNIZABLE STENCH, IT TAKES ME DOWN; I’M LAYING UNCONSCIOUS ON THE GROUND. COLORS GLEAM SO BRIGHT LIFTING THE SOUL THOUGH DEAD, STILL RISING HIGH ABOVE,. I FLOAT, SO HIGH FEAR KEEPS EYES SHUT TIGHTLY, CLOSED BUT DISTANCE GROWS GREATER; IT RESURRECTS THE SOUL. PIECE BY PIECE, ASHES GRAY, THEY TURN TO GOLD RADIATING LIKE THE SUN, THAT VIBRANT WARMTH, AND OUT POURS IT FROM THE GATES LIKE A NEWBORN, THE LARGEST NUGGET, CLEAN AND PURE, IT’S ALL GOLD. YET, FINAL NOT, AS IT IS KNOWN TO EVERY ONE LUXURIES COST, AND COST, AND COST A SUM, A SUM TOO GREAT TO KEEP AT TIMES I’VE LEARNED, A SUM TOO GREAT IT WIPES YOU OUT WHEN IT IS DONE. THE COLORS FADE TO WHITE AND GRAY; FOR THEY ARE BURNED. THE SOUL FALLS, AGAIN IS LIFELESS, THERE ARE NO TURNS. THE PIECES BREAK, SHATTER DOWN AS THEY ARE MOURNED AND THE ASHES CRADLE, NUMB IN THIS BLACK HOLE WORLD.

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My Words - I FEEL THESE HEAVY BURDENS GROWING HOLDING ME DOWN - STACKING HIGH OVER MY SHOULDERS GRINDING ME TO THE GROUND - AND THIS AIR IS SO DAMN THICK IT'S HARD TO BREATHE FOR ME NOW - I'M STUMBLING HARD AS I MOVE FROM LEFT TO THE RIGHT ALL AROUND - SAY YOU'LL CATCH ME LET ME HANG ON TO YOU IF I DO NEED - BUT WHEN I START TO FALL YOU DISAPPEAR IM LEFT DOWN ON MY KNEES - THEN IM STRUGGLING AND IM FIGHTING AS YOU WALK AWAY LEAVE - UNTIL YOU TRIP YOURSELF NEEDING SOME HELP START BEGGING ME PLEASE - IM TREADING HURTING BLEEDING LEAVING THE TRACKS OF MY DEEDS - PAUSING STOPPING WAITING FOR YOU TO RISE UP NEXT TO ME - BUT INSTEAD YOU STOMP ME PUSH ME DOWN SO YOU CAN TAKE LEAD - WELL, THERE IS IT AGAIN YOU, OUR PEOPLE, FILLED WITH NOTHING BUT GREED - JUST GOES TO SHOW AIN'T NOTHIN CHANGE WE STILL IN THIS WAR - WITH OUR BLOOD OUR PEOPLE PUSHING BUTTONS BUT WHAT THE HELL FOR - WE IN THAT SELFISH MINDSET IN YOUR FACE STRAIGHT SLAMMING THE DOOR - JUST ME AND MINE YEAH ALL THE TIME ALWAYS WANTING MORE - NOW YOU GET IT GOT IT AND DON'T WANT IT AIN'T EVER ENOUGH - TAKING FOR GRANTED THEN YOU TRASH IT TEARING IT UP - YOU FORGETTING HOW YOU LIVED WITHOUT IT A SMILE ON THAT MUG - LIKE THEM FOOLS THAT'S ALWAYS JUDGING THAT YOU CALLING STUCK UP -

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In my words.... Fallen Angel Only in such a circumstance do the parameters change. Retreat into the darkness is unavoidable And morale that was never questionable becomes disputable. Growing upon great fears are the masses of desperation That present the forbidden as quite desirable And the hidden as very easily attainable. Confined into the gray abyss with a dual reflection Fully rising or falling stand quite incomparable Yet, at the same time remain gruesomely parallel. And though still afloat in the seductive sereneness The swaying of the soul, the shadows over light, They cast down and I am fallen.