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Put your arms around my neck just like a pathetic lace of death displays like a tarot deck I am the card of the hanged manAnd here I stand with a flame on my hand do you understand?If there is hope for me she is flirting with the breeze on a peculiar choreography with the dead arms of some old southern treeSilently, lips sealed against me Silently, wanna walk with me?And it makes you wanna know if in all the stories the truth is really toldAnd it makes you wanna reborn and like a snake crawl every warm season into a different formWhen you can still kill me, when you can still cure me. Cure me.Put your lace around my face just like a fairytale Through the blank of my closed eyes you can foresee the rope withinAnd it makes you wanna know how deep have you truly flownAnd it makes you wanna ride through the fake suicide of someone already dead insideStill you walk with me, silentlyAnd it makes you wanna disclaim something you had really never learntAnd it makes you wanna stay forever tangled in the pale arms of some hanged manHere I stand. To understand. Violently. I have you with me.© MoonspellI edited my profile with Thomas' Myspace Editor V4.4

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Carmina Minora

***Drifting in and outOf the streamSo many bathed before meDo I become cleaner orJust more tarnished?***In this lightI cannot seeYour faceEvery feature hindersMe from seeing you***A drop of waterTo cl...
Posted by on Thu, 16 Apr 2009 16:35:00 GMT

Mathematical operations

In the equation of lifeUnknowns are always two:Me and you.While I can try and count -Multiply, divide, subtract,And calculate the sumOf who I was, I am and long to beYour answer stays a mystery.2008 -...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Jan 2009 15:13:00 GMT

95 questions and answers

Here's some useless information about me :) Decided to post this, cause I found some of the questions rather interesting.1. How old will you be in five years?272. Who did you spend at least two hour...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Jan 2009 08:55:00 GMT

Menstruation

I'm being horrible again. Instead of writing essays for college I'm staying up till 2 in the morning scribling poems. Ah feck...MenstruationMy womb is bleeding memories and cherry blossomsI lace my ha...
Posted by on Sun, 30 Nov 2008 01:25:00 GMT

Lover beneath the waves

I stand before you with my feet in sand,I'm on a quest to understandWhy I have been brought hitherFor you to see, for you to feelI've shed my clothes, I've shed my skin.Your many hands caress me, oh s...
Posted by on Mon, 20 Oct 2008 00:43:00 GMT

Two requests

Just found this! Written by Antanas Skema (1910 - 1961), Lithuanian writer.FIRST REQUESTAs one star falls, others remain aloft.They soar and await their fall.A man dies, and the others say:"Thank God!...
Posted by on Wed, 01 Oct 2008 01:48:00 GMT

The Revealing Angel

My literature teacher always used to tell me that rhymed poetry is not my thing, but here we go...The Revealing AngelIn my dream appeared an angel,Whose haunting beauty made me cry.His eyes aglow like...
Posted by on Mon, 15 Sep 2008 22:25:00 GMT

Revelations

I was reading Revelations last night before bed. Apocalypse and Babalon keep coming up in things I read and listen to, so I decided to investigate. Maybe it's just a coincidence or maybe it's the patt...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jul 2008 00:40:00 GMT

First you, then me

I've found my old poem that was written in Lithuanian in 2005. I liked the idea, thought it was relevant today and tr anslated/reworked it. Enjoy!(or not :P ) First you, then mewhen the moon does not ...
Posted by on Fri, 02 May 2008 07:37:00 GMT

Spring!

As meadows bloom with candy foils,Pigeons start getting back to squares,Inhale the stench of lanes and alleysAnd shout out loud: It's Spring!Inspired by the Spring in Dublin.I'm being sarcastic, of co...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 12:02:00 GMT