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what a good way of using words. cool.
Very beautiful.
Macrocosm
Peace,Escort
One,Harmony,Soul
It is the universe who guides with open arms
The mother of all things to do with worlds in between and unseen. She guides with gentle hands but we also remember she keeps the balance and punishes when it is to be had. I love her even if most people call me crazy I prefer saying that loving the macrocosm is something that shant be judged. I have a feeling many things will fall into place when you learn to appreciate the macrocosm. The most mysterious things in the world are beautiful as well as terrifying. remember what you do now affects how things will take place later
~盖丽妲
Death
Blissful,Agonizing
Reawakening,denouement,Equilibrium
A requiem of unknown possibilities
Death is something that many seem to fear but yet it can be undoubtedly beautiful in a way. Like dying in a meadow full of flowers with your favorite music playing in the background isn’t that wonderful! But of course we also live with the fact that death can be agonizing very horrid that the living cringe when they hear the word “death”. For me I suppose i come to terms that I don't know how I will die but what can I do….
Live my life like I have nothing to lose and when I hear and see death at my door-step I won't be afraid I will merely let go and love ones who loved me in the end.
~盖丽妲
Well I suppose the facade you face is something you cannot erase
pinning and prickling under your skin
making you tear at yourself
utter insanity, huh?
Yet you continue to fight
Why I don’t know
Only that person knows
What you say and do, is something you don't know if its truth or facts
Are you allowed to trust it? or are you a blithering fool?
Nevertheless asking questions to yourself never really sums up much
Always flitting around, throwing thoughts in and out
Wondering if you truly are what you think
If others are the way they present themselves
(Yet others are a much easier matter to figure out)
This turmoil is carried on and on (What a show~haha)
Until you are just spinning in turmoil
With that same useless empty head of yours
A child of the silver chords
Who cannot help themselves
only others
how ironic yet tis the truth
somewhat sad yet, it is great
The child who sees everything but will never utter a word
Under oath and is true to word, at the least
A box with a lock and key
A storage of secrets and lies
But what do they care
They are the ones to put themselves there
They choose to be the keeper
What they know is taken to the grave
The delicate buds being watched carefully
The child will hold the flowers that bloom under their watchful eye
In turn accepting the fate of the thorny vines
Tiring, painful, or saddening
Joyful, exhilarating, or astounding
That is the fate of the ones
Silver chords are what separate them from the rest
They know but will be unjudging
The eyes of those who can see
merely a guidance
Merely a ghost
Merely something that holds the bonds together
Supporting the life of whoever they encounter
With the strength of their love
Holding the hands of the mother universe
~盖丽妲
Authors thought: What you want to hear and see is what you will, doesn't mean other will see it but it also doesn't mean that others won't notice it either. Yet being in a haze is luxury, yet for me is rather obnoxious as you can never really see matters clearly enough.
Yet again as I say before believe in what you want, you don't have to listen to me. I'm merely just a curious wandering soul who is trying to find their place in this convoluted scheme I call home.
(this is still an original)
Love,Love
Lies,Lies
Betrayal,Betrayal
The mind shuts closes down
That once pure heart turned dark and disfigured
That one innocent soul has been exposed
Torn from salvation,turned to dust
Dark lust was the cause,this was true
That child knew very well but did not heed it's warning
This child is left to ponder broken spirits and rotten hearts
Eyeballs begin to roll and the shake begins
Thale screaming that is heard, blood curdling
Such a beautiful site
Now lays that child buried in that grave
Waiting for the grave goer to dance
DANCE!DANCE!DANCE!
The child's restless,horrid spirit becoming one with it
Both demons everlasting in the world
Forever alone,forever sad,forever broken
-盖丽妲
The exhilarating feel of the slow intoxication
The mind smiling, it’s broken teeth ablaze
Lies spout from its poisonous hold
The people suffering from it committing the sin
a sin like no other, horrors that cause even satan to cringe
Yes the people lost amongst their own lies
Aware of its death bringing stare
spread what has become a joke of the gods
The game never being sated
Blood drips with every step
The black haze surrounds even the most innocent child
Decrepit beings become the norm
Chaos insures
The cracked mind of horrors prevails
There dies the single flower of justice and hope
Just as everything in this wretched world shall do
-Destruction awaits us all but how we go is each to its own, and more or less we are as graceful as we wish to be.The end is neither black nor white it is what we choose to see. a lesson I choose to never forget. I suggest others to keep this lesson in mind and heed it well...
-盖丽妲
empty-headed people
screaming mouths spew black waterfalls
the insane laugh coming from the broken one
the broken ones eyes shattered in darkness
their body shaking in the sublime feeling of anguish
slowly falling into a pattern of heal, shatter,and repeat
a cycle of madness
a continuum of reliving
a stress, a stress I so ever detest
yet I say nothing as I doubt I will ever be heard
so I sit here with a gentle smile on my face
my eyes full of light
even as I see things fall
I will continue observing this sad place
I will do it well within my personal garden and open ocean
a slow turn of everlasting chaos
an amusing circle of children who hide forever
-盖丽妲
What is happiness?
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This word to me is at times so estranged…
I laugh yes, so merrily I admit
yet ,this feeling of lightness never last for more than mere minutes
Neh, let's say two faced is the term people use for people like me
I don’t deny I am joyus,yet eating away at my body is the coldness that is me
I am me,this is my life
Happiness is a somewhat unknown ground
Happiness is amusing but is so easily done away with
So easily made to fool anyone,everything
It’s a common mask I see upon the human population,it makes you think
What is real happiness?
Is it only possibly made on movie screens?
Do I not live the right way?
Is there happiness at all in this world?
Who knows, I find myself caring less and less
I will sit upon my ever growing garden peering serenely and silently
My smile tilted in amusement watching this world become more and more devious
-盖丽妲
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