true in time
i could smell her
her as in a girl, a memory
hot wild sexual being.
i could smell her, but my head was tangled
tied in knots and broken wires
the smell as a red thread
soft small silky like thread.
time is only a meassurement of decay
memories are not fixed in time
i know the smell
but it was there and before
and i know i will smell it again
it reminds me of peace
the moments the world stands still
organic orgasmic pleassure
that will set the world on fire
as time stands still
burning away all that has past, and all that is to come
for the love of two beings becomming one
unlike last night
i think i saw 20+ people die in a horrible manner
right infront of me
falling apart in a few seconds
while others took some more time to fall apart
it looked like they burned to death without flames
i tried to save some,
but that is not what i do best
i love it when time falls apart
cause it is the only way for me to realize i am
this means nothing to me.
time is just a thing that keeps us from becomming
what we really are
how i would love to help
but some just don't want to be helped
or don't see the need
live for today, have fun now
there is no tomorrow
but dare not to come too late
or not to come at all
then tomorrow you will get burned
to me time is not important
time is just a tool to meassure decay
i do fall in decay, but that is just the body you see
you will have a hard time seeing what is really there
time hold you back from truely finding out the truth
(the truth will set you free)
her as in a girl, a memory
hot wild sexual being.
i could smell her, but my head was tangled
tied in knots and broken wires
the smell as a red thread
soft small silky like thread.
time is only a meassurement of decay
memories are not fixed in time
i know the smell
but it was there and before
and i know i will smell it again
it reminds me of peace
the moments the world stands still
organic orgasmic pleassure
that will set the world on fire
as time stands still
burning away all that has past, and all that is to come
for the love of two beings becomming one
unlike last night
i think i saw 20+ people die in a horrible manner
right infront of me
falling apart in a few seconds
while others took some more time to fall apart
it looked like they burned to death without flames
i tried to save some,
but that is not what i do best
i love it when time falls apart
cause it is the only way for me to realize i am
this means nothing to me.
time is just a thing that keeps us from becomming
what we really are
how i would love to help
but some just don't want to be helped
or don't see the need
live for today, have fun now
there is no tomorrow
but dare not to come too late
or not to come at all
then tomorrow you will get burned
to me time is not important
time is just a tool to meassure decay
i do fall in decay, but that is just the body you see
you will have a hard time seeing what is really there
time hold you back from truely finding out the truth
(the truth will set you free)
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