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by Kjolle
A pale loose-limbed body
following the trail of my own footsteps
a monster without dignity
without any sense of purpose or hope
broken legs and abortive arms
twisting in pain and despair
as it walks up the same stairs as me
resting it's trembling body on my same mattress
From my perspecive you're so very much alive
not evil from your looks
Just a missunderstood and haunted character
haunted by the sight of penetrating gazes
I know exactly how you feel
because we scream in tone
you are the main voice
and I'm the distant echo
Sometimes you sleep deep within me
I feel your presence under the blanket of forgetfulness
with your arms wrapped around your own chest
and both knees pressed up below your chin
Letting out no cries, just empty howls
you don't understand what the world is trying to bring you
you just keep howling into the dark
and I keep following it in tone, with an echo
Sometimes you awake from your slumber
our limbs are no longer intact
like threads swarming out to my fingertips
I lose control as I'm turning into a marionette
As the threads pass through my veins
the monster arise through the blanket
he's alive with broken legs and wings
deformed in every living sense
This pale creature is here now, standing in my place
he's howling empty at his surroundings
and as I let out desperate cries from the inside
the monster pulls the strings and drives me to shelter
You walk with me day and night
like a shadow of myself
a demon from my inner realm
where my fascinations come true
When I scream, you cry
when I shed a tear, you howl
and as you're wide awake
letting your hand cast a shadow on our eyes
Covering them from the bright sun
you run
a monster at birth
fleeing the sunbeams
by Kjolle
A pale loose-limbed body
following the trail of my own footsteps
a monster without dignity
without any sense of purpose or hope
broken legs and abortive arms
twisting in pain and despair
as it walks up the same stairs as me
resting it's trembling body on my same mattress
From my perspecive you're so very much alive
not evil from your looks
Just a missunderstood and haunted character
haunted by the sight of penetrating gazes
I know exactly how you feel
because we scream in tone
you are the main voice
and I'm the distant echo
Sometimes you sleep deep within me
I feel your presence under the blanket of forgetfulness
with your arms wrapped around your own chest
and both knees pressed up below your chin
Letting out no cries, just empty howls
you don't understand what the world is trying to bring you
you just keep howling into the dark
and I keep following it in tone, with an echo
Sometimes you awake from your slumber
our limbs are no longer intact
like threads swarming out to my fingertips
I lose control as I'm turning into a marionette
As the threads pass through my veins
the monster arise through the blanket
he's alive with broken legs and wings
deformed in every living sense
This pale creature is here now, standing in my place
he's howling empty at his surroundings
and as I let out desperate cries from the inside
the monster pulls the strings and drives me to shelter
You walk with me day and night
like a shadow of myself
a demon from my inner realm
where my fascinations come true
When I scream, you cry
when I shed a tear, you howl
and as you're wide awake
letting your hand cast a shadow on our eyes
Covering them from the bright sun
you run
a monster at birth
fleeing the sunbeams
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