And it is with closed eyes and hard thoughts,
that exotic milds are what values those taught
Her image runs by, a blurred blanket of blind sight.

Rest be mine and terror i resume, endless depths,
Seek what is to be found and lose what is already discovered,
With finishing that which has been, you start with is what to come.

And don't forget, what you do not know,
Remember what cannot be forgotten,
And within the eye of what " Situation " holds; blink twice.

Ends to anew, begging off which is not yet ready
bite your tounge, and sense your vision
and accept all together what is to be noticed.

I fear not my frown, may cringe at what may smile
and laugh at my tears, crying from confusion
It is my way of saying, behold and cherish all that is lost.

For all that is lost, is only yetto be rediscovered
And what has been found has already been lost.
Thw wheel turns, as do those who bear a straight head.

Here at full length I feel as though i'm crowded
Eyes open, Laying down to dream. Dream of this
You and I can direct differance together we are one

Kind sights bares us nude, at twice of what we are
we become more complete as one of many
And we share this bliss biligerantly with ease.

We make two, two makes four, and double
Bold and futile, miraculous & charming all evil truly is but a realm.

Never will blindness calm my senses
Nocturnal lolliepops and cherry lemonade
Reverse themselves to what truely is not.

And because of this ironic discorvery of "Who"
I know i am because I am, only because of you.
And now I truely fear what unfortunatly blessed i am
As grape balloons fly by.

Smudge my lies, Smear my hope
Deal out your queens, Ace by Ace, Duce by Thrice
Magic markers reveal what is really there.

Never hoped, never died, never dreamed.
Lies are true, as faith is regreted
reform your lines into ignorance oblivion.

Wood burns, as clouds fallsickles of mind
Keep at peace with images devine.
Deluded mine, and yours is not to see

This, that, here and there
back-off, its not as you see of think
Only as you imagined it to imagine

Seemless tears that billow pide piper
smoke pours from hammers reversed
and caps of steems, widen my sight of life

So sleep you may, and sleep you shall
With dreams of rosepink finkles, and lavender hope
Its you and always you who I hope to see tonight

 
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