Brya Main

All things start unto existence.
Sloppy messy edgy & tense.

A spark of light to birth a fire.
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I feel this emptiness settle within. I yearn to feel your textured skin.

To be within that warm embrace. To feel you gently touch my face.
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Here in the ground a flower am I. When winter comes I shall die.

Along side a brook that babbles all day. My friends the Bee's that slave away.
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As I drift away upon my cloud. As I abandon a world that's much too loud.

My eyes weighed down by exhausted light. Darkness invades my soft invite.
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I long for you when I'm asleep,
I long enough to make me weep.

I long to hear your voice divine,
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Our country whole her breast doeth shine,
Monarchical to most.
Entitlement is yours and mine,
Nevertheless accompanied with cost.
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Here I sit, await, and ponder,
Growing restless with anticipation.
Mindless drifts my visions wonder,
Distant thoughts, my occupation.
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This darkness now has settled within,
Evil melancholy settles in sin.

My soul is screaming in painful pitch,
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Sweetest sin invades my essence,
Giving dreams of forbidden thoughts.
These fantasies are luminescence,
Though all of this has led to naught.
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This night has enfolded my weary soul.
To comfort my mind, my body, my whole.

The softness i find in a dark embrace.
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This monetary tear weighs me so, a love conceived now let go.

Abundantly your heart untrue, left a veil upon me blue.
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This is my routine confession,
Further evolved is my depression.
Surrounding walls seem to shrink,
This fragile mind strains to think.
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