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unamazing slumber

This sweet pain
walks on my horrendous lane of chance.
yes
no
who knows.

signing the lullaby of nightmares
silently across the path
of murderous dreams
and capturing affairs

draining away my continous glow
my hope
my secret love amor
it all flows away
to the ponderous river of infamous me

endless love shadows intensity of fear
the afterknowing effect on unkept desires
and flowing tears
never stops to wonder
on this unamazing slumber

Its always here
but never near
it walks
it runs
it hides
its gone.





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