

Ashes to Ashes, Rust to RotThese words I say, These feeling I express are the moments I've experienced That want to talk To say their peace and embrace the fact of never being replicated No matter how I feel, I see their scattered ashes falling down, in the sky. It is the happiness I have lost It is the me I have found The person reflecting my desires and ideals I have said and will say once again.Ashes to Ashes, Rust to Rot
As I wander in this cloudy night I regret losing the day air The scene of love and hope With fulfillment now buried away...
Tonight in this tundra of nothingness, I walk from &n


Boogie of a SaintWaltzing up, walking down The hill of madness grows taller A fickle wish - simple desire to shrink the task of living beyond the sensible limit of aidBoogie of a Saint
The bowing buddha waiting for deitism is himself a man lazy and escapist "forget the now, focus to then"
The sutra sutured on his mind The sacrifice of sacrifice, nails to board A price, the price to surrender to surrender A winner remains on their feet, unlike the death.... and utter defeat of the meliorist
Waltzing up, walking down The hill of madness grows taller A fickle wish - sim


A laugh on the last minute ofWhere chained prophets lie Where do they lie? Where does divine error begin?A laugh on the last minute of
Whose to say it is all a dream collectively fostered by wishful amnesia What is this humanity, blended by arrogance? The knowledge of truth so easily handed The knowledge mixed with the poison of good intention One thought One word No, stopping the journey to extinction
How, is progress made through time? by shedding blood and breaking bones? What for? Why now? the unending questions of life
To put the past asleep forever Do we still evolve sleep


Ordered discordI have lived in order all my life I healed myself with attempting to forget Now I desire to disappear erased in a wave of ether I laugh back at people like you, who think they understand.Ordered discord
Living your life on the empty premonition of hope you mock me over and over There was always no connection about us The way you talked from the start you.. Foul-breathed roach
I'm not surprised by pain brought on from you
Planning to end in an endless light i hate you burn forever....... This is my only means of freedom shit to ashes The petals have vanis
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Signing off, Kira Ani McGrath
"Surely faith is being certain of all we hope for..."
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