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Category: Forrest & Path

‘metaphor,

Part 3 Behind my glass door I open up to my truthful self. There I see, without doubt, the past of my rising enemy. Therefore, he beholds all my sin as we call him the devil him-self. See through my vein the pain what I could not share in words. Because, in the far…
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‘Enigma,

Part 2 These are my last days and where my enigma, a secrecy, awaits my dying wish. With wings under my soul I met the very existence of my life. But what beholds my shivering, with thousand pieces, hand? As I hide under a giant tree I see the ending come on my land.…
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‘Owl,

Part 1 With A crying owl I defeated my reason to listen to my heartline. Oh’ the hearer of my own thoughts, listen to my last, open, spoken line. Here I sleep with the rulers of my past as they conquer and dance with my life-sign. I Am helpless, defenceless and broken, to as…
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‘Hylia,

Oh’ heaven and father, where art thou? I play with my thoughts to as my words say how. With witchery spells you speak in tongue avow. Take me along with your devil, in silence, as I speak with my eyes! I did not linger, for there was no danger, as there is life, but eventually…
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‘Opus,

Remember, to meet at our eternity gate where our soul awaits to meet again. A deal with chaos to remind us of a time with no pain. Where, you and I, flicker through time as the sky departures with hope and rain. Here we flow with our inner tide where I kept my memory lane.…
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‘forhold,

where I reflect my mirror, I sought for a puddle in thousand skies. Here I see, just under my soul, A reason for me to disguise. But, what frightens my heart as there is no reason to open my eyes. Thus, as they say; “To be bold we conquer our erupting light for the wise.”…
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‘Slow,

How come my heaven isn’t my sorrow, as my thoughts have resembled my reality. Where I slowly wander alone in the narrow I fight until my rising soul would foresee. Here I have peace with mother earth as she would dance with my lordly. Behold my satin birds, white as snow, as they flee with…
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‘Butterfly,

So here I take my roads till the end of time. Where seeds bloom to flowers as to where flowers flow with the suns rhyme. With a deep breath I calm my heart as she slowly shatters with the dark time. This is why words comfort my dream Because without, she wouldn’t rise sublime. …
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‘Sierra,

Where I wander alone, with the daughter of darkness, I behold her as the night in my morning. As the morning is my stillness I reprise with my dark tree while mourning. I Believe that my ending is my beginning where I feel my beginning to end. So here I wonder, under my hollow…
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‘Kiss,

With the kiss of death I near the end of my edge. As the world astonishes I plea to my last pledge. For there is no eternal time thus the last of her kind allege. But, whomever rises to speak I shall listen until I fall off my edge. With the invitation to my…
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‘Reliance,

Where I belong, in a mad era, I sought for my dying roses. Here I struggle to pleasure the mind as there was you who whittles to imposes. I Arise thee rose, wherefore she blooms, with eternal undying love. Where those thorns bleed my soul I ought to fly with my white dove. Thus, where…
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‘Shallow,

If silence couldn’t be my wisdom than what ought to be my spoken word? Where there ought to be a reason to breath as there is a reason to be heard. So take my endless breathing vein to your honesty and sincerity as preferred. Where if endless lies had grown my past would I…
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‘Disguise,

To rise, to rise, with my emperor’s fall. Here I seek for my own redemption as the world stands tall. Where the world arises I sought for my own downfall. Thus, whenever I drink my blood I felt utterly so small. With two faces I conquer as I whittle with empty lies. Therefore, I seek…
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‘Flee,

There is always hope to remind me of entangled mess. But what frightens me is no reason for me to guess. For I am, if not lied to, a goddess to possess. Here I show you my last supper for I believe in less. You and I wander alone in a world with the first…
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‘Trace,

With my stillness in motion you see my hidden face. Where I try to show you the truth in my grace. I too am frightened to know what I have to embrace. therefore, I sleep less in the night as I wander with no foot trace. Here I got lost in translation thus I have…
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