Ayden Fotko Poems

Trying to approach myself before time reaches me
see, some minutes belong to me, reversed in space this body of mine.

Risen scars they come to me, infinity stains just can't be reached.
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I have had to be in the 2nd floor when mo(u) rning meant to leave
Bounded to repeat the 7th recall of the un-union-ed folklore
In-for-to atrophy to receive in order of the 3rd...
Thy waters after cripple pilots i swim, i drink, i glisten my panorama
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Lust in the sky. Birds thrust as lust
Celestial comprehension, Terrestrial ambition. An Aeolian distrust

Sorrows time, nails to the curse. Curse is our flying sphere
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The only thing i can remember now is that i wait for sleep
...to sleep in a dream...not really with a sense to dream,
but in to remember of past dreams, forgotten by oblivion itself.
...I am forgotten by those dreams themselves...
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