Woodland

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Nature of that dress

Kerosene tears you weep

It’s the animal tongue I speak

Makes it all seem like a temporary still

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Morning rise on hospital beds

Untouched light crushes waking

Begin to read signs replaced

This isn’t jail, this is just a cell

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With an easy face to forget

Repeat your name until it rhymes

This way not everything will fall

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This desire to become new man

Blocks thoughts of past memories

Try until death to see another

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I remember reflections alone at night

With my dead dog on snowy hills

We walked as creators in youth

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In woods, he whistles

Solitude as only vessel

Creations made to never be seen

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Moss covers feet stuck in dirt

Muted tones release mocking thoughts

Trees surround to take note

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Under new rule of self guidance

Wear a mask while walking through woods

Face hidden of an unknown warrior

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What’s left behind is my name

More than monuments, these are my beliefs

Read structures to see my future

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Those days of eternal sunsets

Drift to sleep with half open eyes

Speak the difference of closing eyes and setting sun

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Picture a golden field of grass

Two black figures born against sinking sun

This an image to summon sins

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He walks like an old man with empty heart

This is so he can confuse stones and trees

He doesn’t want them to know it’s them who fill his heart

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What happened to my stomach?

I can only feel boiling whales rising and sinking

They leap from acid lakes to reach racing moon

To only fall back below the waves of churning vomit

I dream of harpoons

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Where trees become stone, break to find paper

With a beating pen, begin to write down names

Faces come to haunt with halved memories

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Finally know how to write

First will be letter to man in cage

Words look crooked under light

Pass it over, words turn to color

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Give riddle with golden heights

Forced patterns will read signs of victory

Only master can climb cliffs of wordy myths 

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I’ve made myself lost in field of trees

Overgrown paths forgotten call my name

But I won’t follow until I can spell again

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Trees grow to puncture sinking lakes

Craters drip lost water to drown

Trees are meant to save existence in roots

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Sincerity never roamed actions

Thoughts made to surpass eyes

Lock second face between doors

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Speech of toil ends under bare tree

Winter no longer has sharp tongue to cut with

Listen to words of newly ruling season