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Dragonfly

by Dante Maticus

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1.
Shortsighted 04:57
Blurred is the view and unclear the perception. The goal is short, unreachable. But I see perfection. Rain, rain away all my fantasies, all the melodies. Rain, rain away all the fallen dreams and see everything the way I do. Break the frozen surface and let me see the clouds. Nothing that a fire can't take and retake. What was that in the rain? My time in the rain. In the rain. My time is shortened in the rain. Rain, rain away all my fantasies, all the melodies. Rain, rain away all the fallen dreams and see everything. Rain, rain away all the fallen dreams and see everything the way I do.
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Masquerade 05:03
I'm just counting the days since you left me. I'm just counting the days since you left me. Can't hold the weight I'm afraid I've lost the only chance to obtain a muse, because I've abused the only way. Staring down to see nothing but looking away I see myself looking away. Tearing the mask to reveal someone that doesn't belong here so I wait for something to rescue me. Too many voices to count. No replies, no replies. Cannot think of a way to travel backwards. An emotional escapade has the door locked and I'm kneeling but my ways are not appealing. I'm bleeding. The hole in my chest continues feeding. The hole in my chest continues feeding. Staring down to see nothing but looking away I see myself looking away. Tearing the mask to reveal someone that doesn't belong here so I wait for something to rescue me. This hole in my chest continues feeding. This hole in my chest continues feeding.
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Level 8 03:13
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All the way again I follow without all the wishes whispered to me so I go. Master of circus bring me a good word. Master of circus may I have another? May I have another? The answer is no. Given one more chance but will has calluses. My will has calluses rupturing the core. One more waltz. It's getting rough around the edges of the canvas where I sleep Stories getting harder to believe. It's more than a push of the limit for me. I accept no sympathies. All the wishes whispered to me so I go. Master of circus bring me a good word. Master of circus may I have another? May I have another? The answer is no. Given one more chance but will has calluses. My will has calluses rupturing the core. Calluses, my will has calluses rupturing the core.
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All the way to sea with only one purpose is you and I. Carry me across a special delivery. The river runs deep with a silhouette carrying the boat. Only my reflection sees the light. A need to feel the loneliness only lasts for so long. The new way is bold. but old is the true way... The rudder doesn't know. If it's at the end what am I to see? The rudder doesn't know. With a silhouette carrying the boat. Only my reflection sees the light. A need to feel the loneliness only lasts for so long. Casting it aside now invisible, An acute perception is all, all that's left. It is what I chose to ignore. All the bones I leave to collect only feed the chaos, only feeds the chaos, feeds the chaos, defeats the chaos... Feed me. Only chaos can truly feed me. Fully feed me with a silhouette carrying the boat. Only my reflection sees the light. A need to feel the loneliness only lasts for so long.
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One Way 04:42
Slowly the decay eats at the willingness for the last time. For the last time. With a rush of blood, kicking through the thick, winding up the seconds, and alive, so alive in ecstasy. No way around it when two emotions in disagreement together become one. All the words to stay grounded and clear-headed with intuition is thrown out with a rush of blood, kicking through the thick, winding up the seconds, and alive, so alive in ecstasy. Never before have gone this far and seen the light the same way. It's wonderful. Clearing the road and leaving the dust on an eternal joy waiting to explode. Explode! Slowly the decay eats at the willingness for the last time. For the last time. With a rush of blood, kicking through the thick, winding up the seconds, and alive, so alive and alive, so alive in ecstasy.
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EST. 2019 03:08
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Let's go. Just a little bit of patience is what remains. Took 'em long enough, so I wait for the time unashamed. And I stand here unaffected by the disarray looming on. Only three minutes to say goodbye and I'm flying away, flying away into the blue, into the new ocean's night, spacious sky. Visibility was not the problem. The words clearly chosen clearly were what I took away. So I made a choice and stood in silence. Only way to lie only way to hide in plain sight, in plain sight. Only three minutes to say goodbye and I'm flying away, flying away into the blue, into the new ocean's night, spacious sky. Thunder and ashes become my shadow falling sky is all I'll ever know of you. Falling sky is all I'll ever know of you. Thunder and ashes become my shadow falling sky is all I'll ever know of you. Only three minutes and no goodbye now I'm flying away, flying away into the blue, into the new ocean's night, spacious sky.
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A crowd of whisperers on the sill to see the grand finale. And all across the sky I see a streak of memories. The light is blinding. A beautiful release of sympathies. The energy's wasted, no longer needed. and now it's come to: Burn. We burn bright as the light of day, bright as the light of day. Burn, we burn bright as the light of day. The fire, the flames, the fire, the flames. A part of me departs from me immortalized infinitely in a sea of doubt, a calming sea. After the burning storm that's coming closer, on the move, to embrace what I choose. No regrets, no atonement, just a flash... I'm coming home. I'm coming home. I'm coming home bright as the light of day. The fire, the flames feel the way I go, I go. Feel the way I go. I'm coming home bright as the light of day. Bright as the light of day.
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Water rabbit, water rabbit in a pond valley inside a mountain path. I was there, I was there, I was there. The humble thinking turtle with the broken wings prepares for take-off. An open window seat, looking down at the rule book. Just because I sleep doesn't make it all a dream. The paradox that holds my hand turns off the oxygen. I am ready. The trees illuminate the only route becomes a scale of black and white and all the colors fly. I was there, I was there, I was there. And the dragonfly wishing to be a man above everything. An open window seat, looking down at the rule book. Just because I sleep doesn't make it all a dream. The paradox that holds my hand turns off the oxygen. I am ready for the war, for the war, for the war. The paradox that holds my hand turns off the oxygen. I am ready.

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released November 26, 2012

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