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A whisper
or echo
of a dream
once
there to feet
my thoughts
of death chimes
that became real
when you spoke
to me
from another realm
close to my own
My faith
resides by
ancient scriptures
rewritten
whilst I lived
repeated phrases
lead by the sword
silent praises
cut into my flesh
to let
my blood flow
The energy
of my ghost
wants to jump
so - cut me open
and set me free
let me get naked
before myself
My reflection
by your light
I weaken
pushed through
heavenly limbs
to live my Nirvana

TickTack

TickTack

Tick

Tack

-Timebomb-

on this world
where all meaning
seems to be
erased...