If you are the social type
And enjoy meeting people,
Never miss a funeral in the graveyard;
Funerals are great occasions
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When the diseased mind
Talks to the wind
Torn leaves
Turn into swinging shadows.
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Holes are everywhere...
Holes in the heart
Black holes in space
Manholes in sidewalks
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Dust on a windy road
Masks on faces
A Child behind the curtain
We try to run away
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Frozen to my bones
As the mercury dives
But my neurons, born hot,
Never tire of firing
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Why write about something
That exists by default
Absolute Time
Absolute Space
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I aspire to see in a thousand eyes
Raging flames of the blazing sun
To overcome the horrifying ordeal
Waiting at the hazardous crossroads of time
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My Dress Hangs There
My house was by the sea,
I love the sea.
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I have felt the floating aroma of those fragrant eyes
Do not accuse it of a relationship with your touch
It is just an emotion; gauge it with your soul
Let love remain love, spare it the burden of a name…
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Do not expect of me, my beloved, the same old love
Life once appeared beautiful because, I thought, you were there
The sweet longing for you made me forget other worldly pains
The spring seemed eternal because of your splendid beauty
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