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Architectual Demise
Contributed by
rhei76
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Thursday, 22nd February 2007 @ 01:46:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
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My eyes don't scream
My lines don't rhyme
My life isn't a sign of the world
The world is a sign of my life
An architectual demise
The sun didn't rise
On the day I was born
That star hid from the skies
Twisted all yet to burn
And then I arrived
For three days it was dark
Like consciousness was stuck in my eyes
I think I was blinded by the light
I don't know for sure
But that was the start of my demise
I just went on
Everyday
Listening to the mundane
Quiet as a machine
I anticipate the demise
My architectual
Unsun rise
Has arrived
To see fit
For my demise
One second ever closer
Thirty years down the line
Every minute all the lesser
To color those ecxess in my eyes
dedicated to the lies
In this artifical surprise
In this
In this
Artifical surprise
Maybe it's my first time
Maybe I just feel out of tune
No harmony
No sufficant reason to believe
This is my last time
Maybe I broke before I was concieved
Maybe time swore onto me
This wouldn't be a time for me to be free
All consumed in the thoughts of me
Can't erase the ecxess from my eyes
All my preccious life
Has been drawn by an architect
leading me to my demise
No sunshine
No darkness
Just the pleroma
No thoughts
Of life
No more secrets or surprise
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rhei76
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2007-02-22 13:46:10] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Architectual Demise
(User Rating: 1 ) by myheartsvoice on
Thursday, 22nd February 2007 @ 06:28:57 PM AEST (User
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An excellent title a fascinating concept in fact. A most perfect continuity in accordance with the words and yet all is intact so as not to lose or distract from the meaning of the
peice. " My life isn't a sign of the world
The world is a sign of my life An architectual demise " Awesom lines.
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