Last Sempiternal

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Just keep moving and moving

its soothing

its scarred her, over

its over

its not over!

 

Caught- to find- a way- in line- to see- if i- could find- the way-

forsake- if I- save- The end- of time- I seek- the wave- of I-

bruised- and tamed- if

I- could take- a little live- and turn it- to the- secret fate

 

and I say now,

In soft soley melody

metallic dreams; etalic feed

Dettering Scenes--

 

Its just a card board box.

 

This isn't over,

long over

since last semptober-

lasting flow for-

Counting-- in these dreams--

 

above these seems--

 

The eye of the storm comes

desperatley yeilds

in the green light disrict

all in these shoes

in the soul--

in these souls

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