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Reborn | Freeze The Flame
https://freezetheflame.wordpress.com/2010/11/27/reborn
There are times in life when buildings fall. Cities crumble, time stalls. There are moments when, the pain won’t end. As the dreams you’ve dreamt; hopes you’ve kept. Are lined up and shot against the wall. But He has risen and so has hope. So suffer no longer; death hangs by the rope. 8212;————————————————————. The clock reads three-thirty. Mirror reflects a troubled body. Stare into those coal black eyes. Your mouth gapes toward the sky. Those eyes will stay and watch you burn. Rise from the ashes.
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spinning black and blue | Freeze The Flame
https://freezetheflame.wordpress.com/2010/06/27/spinning-black-and-blue
Spinning black and blue. Don’t believe me when I say that everthing is alright. Because we live in a world of black and blue. A spinning coin, an oximoron, a two faced monster. Pain comes and goes. Time doesn’t slow. Die and let live. Like a fire; lead me through the fire. Because its not alright. Lover’s laced fingers are nashing teeth. I’m falling apart; slowly breaking in the dark. Slowly lead by your false rope. Suddenly swinging by the neck. My wandering heart gropes. Neverending, calling my name.
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November | 2010 | Freeze The Flame
https://freezetheflame.wordpress.com/2010/11
There are times in life when buildings fall. Cities crumble, time stalls. There are moments when, the pain won’t end. As the dreams you’ve dreamt; hopes you’ve kept. Are lined up and shot against the wall. But He has risen and so has hope. So suffer no longer; death hangs by the rope. 8212;————————————————————. The clock reads three-thirty. Mirror reflects a troubled body. Stare into those coal black eyes. Your mouth gapes toward the sky. Those eyes will stay and watch you burn. Rise from the ashes.
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Wraith | Freeze The Flame
https://freezetheflame.wordpress.com/2010/05/15/wraith
My vision appears, then vanishes. Like fog in a tussling storm. I scream in frustration. When i reach out for your face. And pass on through your skin. To be, but not seen. A howling, frightened wind. In the sky, and with the trees. But you are not with me. A gust in your eye, i am a stinging tear. Never seen through salty stains, just heard. Wailing, whisping through your hair. Brushing against pale lips. Breathing of dead love. Your grey eyes reach to the distance. Slicing through my drafty heart.
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Red Rain | Freeze The Flame
https://freezetheflame.wordpress.com/2010/03/02/red-rain
The horizon of the morning burns. As leaves on a fire; flame. Deep hues stretch like fingers. Toward a vienless earth. Trails of crimson leak across the dawn. Like tendrils of blood. The sun rises from the east. The claws of night always shriek. Fleeing from the light; run shodows, run. Drowned by the mornign blood. A goblet is filled with dull cherry wine. Throbbing, dripping in colored lines. As it tipped, tumbling; broken, flowing. The heavens explode as blood cascaded. While the cup is pieced whole.
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Freeze The Flame | Page 2
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A river in the sky. Gently through your hair. March 2, 2010. Comments: Leave a comment. An ashen grey dusk. Smoke from a fire. Your eyes turn to me. A soot soaked dress slithered tattered up your waist. Bleak grey skin wraps your arms. That grope and grovel. In a world black as tar. You trip and stumble to that bottomless pit. Bone white hair thrashes and whips. Around your throtled neck and contorted face. Mouth in an endless scream. You turned a cold sholder and walked from the light. March 2, 2010.
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July | 2010 | Freeze The Flame
https://freezetheflame.wordpress.com/2010/07
The moon peers down on an ocean blue. The day is gone and dusk is through. My little red boat carries me to sea. I don’t know where i’ll go or what i’ll see. The brine that pushes my little boat along. Is silent; windless and horribly calm. I hear only your haunting melody. A rolling whisper in the seas. You know that i can barly breath. Lost and utterly empty. The sea stretches before me. Blue as liquid saffires. There are no clouds above me. No little white sheep prancing about. My maiden lost at sea.
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June | 2010 | Freeze The Flame
https://freezetheflame.wordpress.com/2010/06
Spinning black and blue. Don’t believe me when I say that everthing is alright. Because we live in a world of black and blue. A spinning coin, an oximoron, a two faced monster. Pain comes and goes. Time doesn’t slow. Die and let live. Like a fire; lead me through the fire. Because its not alright. Lover’s laced fingers are nashing teeth. I’m falling apart; slowly breaking in the dark. Slowly lead by your false rope. Suddenly swinging by the neck. My wandering heart gropes. Neverending, calling my name.
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First Kiss | Freeze The Flame
https://freezetheflame.wordpress.com/2010/03/08/first-kiss
The world turns quickly around me. I cannot help but think of you. When you are by my side. The wind brushes through your hair. I cannot help but gasping. At the face of beauty. My heart starts pounding. My hands start shaking. As your face draws close to mine. This feeling of passion i cannot explain. As i look into your eyes. Deep soft pools of bright golden love. You blush and my heart flames anew. When i trace your lips with my fingertip. Soft, rosy, intoxicating. You take my hand and draw me near.
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May | 2010 | Freeze The Flame
https://freezetheflame.wordpress.com/2010/05
My vision appears, then vanishes. Like fog in a tussling storm. I scream in frustration. When i reach out for your face. And pass on through your skin. To be, but not seen. A howling, frightened wind. In the sky, and with the trees. But you are not with me. A gust in your eye, i am a stinging tear. Never seen through salty stains, just heard. Wailing, whisping through your hair. Brushing against pale lips. Breathing of dead love. Your grey eyes reach to the distance. Slicing through my drafty heart.
