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Absence of Time
By Trail of Fiends
Between the rough hands of the darkening
My torments of social inclemency hide
So inhumanly ignored like a homeless which stretches his hand
And without explanation nor mercy, they allow to leak
For with mantras of beasts they suck what I never lived
In which the absence of that time not consumed
Shall haunt me and my entrails in a childish magic
Because the world is not mine
But my dreams are, and I perpetuate channels to personal dimensions
Where in my fables I feel the monumentality never lived before
I'm a passenger of inexistence
In a reality of malevolence
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© 2006 Trail of Fiends
Comments on "Absence of Time"
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On Monday, December 11, 2006, Sepulcrawl
(78)
wrote:
D, this is good shit, mang. I'll have to get you along for the ride in a project i am planning. (G)
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On Monday, August 7, 2006, urbanhumility
(1158) wrote:
a deep and strong running stream on conciousness...........very well done...............urban
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On Monday, August 7, 2006, A poet of madness
(114) wrote:
So deep that it's hard to tell if it's what I was expecting and thinking while reading it or not. Good write.
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On Monday, August 7, 2006, A poet of madness
(114) wrote:
Sorry I left that crappy comment. I know what it's like to be trapped in an absence of time. My write "comatose" describes my situation perfectly.
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