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WatchA deadly chill bares wintry fangs against the winds Threatening to strangle out the heat of motion To tear out the heart of all thats vivid Even the great warm crimson through veins Most livid The scarlet paint that gleams in diamond whites The tundra flower that blossoms year round I can taste it now, metallic sweet Pulsing wet body heat Burly packed muscle meatWatch
But the world is caught in stillness now Alert concentration for the faintest of sound Tension thick as mountain snow Tasting the scents on the casual winds blows Which come and go as tea


No DreamsIts light from above Its dark from below The essence sucked down the black hole That is a soul Creating the questing quasar in its wake A typhoon of burning kinetic The catalyst of infinities manifests Such burning potential! The creation of something from nothing So like a god! The wielder of the void wields the worlds But loses control of himself The void the threshold to the labyrinth called Truth Called god, called friction, called fiction, called death! The living screams are turned to murmurs The dead shouts to whispers LikeNo Dreams
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Where theres a will, theres a way. Where there is an apple, there is Ryuk.
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