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Fantasy -
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Melting Sparrow: But that Face Clean, Pristine
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Faltering
Faltering in your eyes
Spheres of influence draw me near
Yet, I pull way
And drift from view
Beyond nothing hurts
Galloping through
The pain I need to feel
A numb grey area.
Faltering in your eyes
Spheres of influence draw me near
Yet, I pull way
And drift from view
Beyond nothing hurts
Galloping through
The pain I need to feel
A numb grey area.
Twisted
Twisted
Twisted in a tangled web
The vistas of a new world
Are not beyond the reach
Of a spectral palaver
The ghost wizards
At the gates below
Inhabit this future
We are yet to know
A distant howl
From a great monolith
Or a semi-demon
Decides these fates
Invisible, undividable orb
Describes these desires
That space cannot contain
To exist on planes unearthed
The phantoms scrawl
And pages yet to be written
Scale the walls
Of expert minds not fully formed
Twisted
Twisted in a tangled web
The vistas of a new world
Are not beyond the reach
Of a spectral palaver
The ghost wizards
At the gates below
Inhabit this future
We are yet to know
A distant howl
From a great monolith
Or a semi-demon
Decides these fates
Invisible, undividable orb
Describes these desires
That space cannot contain
To exist on planes unearthed
The phantoms scrawl
And pages yet to be written
Scale the walls
Of expert minds not fully formed
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