Reaching out to the world
The world is busy
With itself
No time to listen
Just waiting for some
Form of release
That will never come
The World
End Of the World
This is the end
My friend
The earth is going down
While you drink
Your coffee in town
It splits and nothing
Remains
Only the memories
In your brain
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Bleach
Bleak light through thick clouds
Makes the world grey
The future looks bleak
I try to turn
Around without being
Able to do it
Feeling weak
Incapable of changing my life
Just not this time
This life
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Local Cosmos
Traveling in my mind
Inside the enclosed room
That is my
Limited mind
I do not know
Very much
Just some empty fragment
On how not to live
This is me
And I have to stand
Who I am
Searching, always
Searching for
Different worlds
Sometimes I find them
Late at night
Evening pleasures
And just like a dream
Soon forgotten in the morning light
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Scorched Earth
Searching for new places
Everything here is tainted and destroyed
Digging out new places under the ashes
Finding roots and stones
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Land of The Gray
Life as a powerful gift
A dream of hope
But this the very
Grey land of reality
And whatever dream
You had will freeze like
Flowers in the snow
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Change the Future in the Future
Mission impossible
Never accomplished
Except in my
Dreams
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As Well
Life is cold
And Earth is dark
As dark as earth
Should be
The stinking man
In front of me
Screams in his phone
Soon we will all
Be dead
Just like our forefathers
Might be just as well
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