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The Union ( a collaboration with Mikimoondancer)
There was an ambiguous inferance
clinging to my after thoughts and rolling
up stream.
The propulsion was forceful , un-natural
and fabricated , as if implanted against all will .
The weight of 'perhaps' lurked listlessly in the
hollow spaces of my time .
This time was of intermittent frequencies , intercepted
at any given moment .
My yesterdays' left overs sit beautifully on broken china .
Tomorrow hangs procariously through confusion , placed wrongly .
Our cauldron heavy , with doubtful brew , my heart feels like
hot tyres reaching thin ice .
Realisation quells the punch laden with 'sounds' poison .
Penetrate me with your soul , eject us past paradise and
engulf me in your heaviest presence .
Supercede the equivocation of my own unsurety .
Tune in to the descent of our parallel frequencies , I've been with you for so long
you forgot me .
The complacency mixed with tenacity , fuelled the spell that cast us apart .
Our high hopes ride not on the sands of their approval , nor do they
rest on the banks of pretentious old fools .
clinging to my after thoughts and rolling
up stream.
The propulsion was forceful , un-natural
and fabricated , as if implanted against all will .
The weight of 'perhaps' lurked listlessly in the
hollow spaces of my time .
This time was of intermittent frequencies , intercepted
at any given moment .
My yesterdays' left overs sit beautifully on broken china .
Tomorrow hangs procariously through confusion , placed wrongly .
Our cauldron heavy , with doubtful brew , my heart feels like
hot tyres reaching thin ice .
Realisation quells the punch laden with 'sounds' poison .
Penetrate me with your soul , eject us past paradise and
engulf me in your heaviest presence .
Supercede the equivocation of my own unsurety .
Tune in to the descent of our parallel frequencies , I've been with you for so long
you forgot me .
The complacency mixed with tenacity , fuelled the spell that cast us apart .
Our high hopes ride not on the sands of their approval , nor do they
rest on the banks of pretentious old fools .
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