1. |
Lit Lips the Bracken
06:03
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curve right
and turn
suffixal pleading down
makes you run for a life
within lightening
inside you
and the door closed, to bright your
unsynchronized bleeding
your anthemic closing lasts
dotted with apathy
but your crying
dusts and furs
eternal
antsy for loss
chasing you again
Iips glow, skin lasts
until thing’s going back
meet me there
curve right
and turn
suffixal pleading down
makes you around for a light
within lightening
Inside you
keep getting close
your tear runs dry
thought i was the cure
but the poison
wavelength widens
harder to climb
don’t want to break up
with your glimpses
he called you at noon
about leaving
meanwhile you’re
about to plead
below eyes there’s a scar about you
close to get try forgetting
hear you though the floor
don’t think it’s too far
screaming over scars
Iips still glow
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as the river stabilized
while it stays clam
you watched me
burnt from lit
hide under shades
no stick to back
here where i was
wanted to hear you talk
and my creator seems dry now,
but i could tell that soon will be flooded
crumbling between skins and veins
could’ve i lived without the burnt?
and the weather’s gonna change
still in same place
washed my hands
to hide the smell
smell of the tar
put it back, rubbed twice
yet i could still smell it back
it had to be last summer
glimpsing right at the hole
i can see you running toward
(here, where i was wanted to hear you talk)
if i heard you right at the moment
then, could’ve i lived without the burnt?
from the time I sneezed
only creators pushed
to be where I should
rest over night
glad the season has come
If not, I had to make the hole,
hole with the bum that I’m radiating
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3. |
Faltering Waver
05:58
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and If allowed to read your mouth
through changes of the wind
far from there
still hear you sneeze from mouth
another time ahead said
lot of sliding moments grown left
anything still on beats what’s been down
he’s still lost from past time
couldn’t save for once
sights still misleading
keep passing on, with the blinding tears
groping from what I’ve seen
walked away as it’s not enough
It reminds him through faltering moves,
another site from the loneliness
and again, still I beg
seeing what’s been taken from his silence
(wasted for confrontation)
the cycle’s a lot to take
anything still on beats what’s been down
tongues remains still from his mouth
still hear your sneeze
far from there
If allowed to read your mouth
through the changes of the wind
blinding tears lead to myself
maybe, seeing was
you crying out your nerves
grudgingly went back to where I’d been
loneliness still, yet to find the origin
didn’t wanna hear the sneezes from mind
To plug, stop the sounds
and If allowed to read your mouth
through changes of the wind
far from there
still hear you sneeze from mouth
tongues remains still from his mouth
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passing by the station blue
place i looked for you
licking drops again
feel no anxieties
the cracks are tearing out
I crowned myself in front of
no one
left me hanging alone
alone at the door
denied for impatience
sitting where i shouldn’t be
only to dial to you
when you wrapped your pleasant rest
take your time
before bleed yourself out
If only I could take my time then
Won’t bleed too much
The wrists are tied to moon
will never move from your thoughts
uncanny synchronization
Between the arms and hands
came back with nothing on hands
without surprising no one at show
sun’s vague with small white out
only strobing to broiled wrist
now I finally took out
what I’ve been calling
haze on the sky
left my phone ringing
your mess is coming clean
still have to figure out
rusty crowns shining
head on fatal senses
grasped underneath
It’s ok to have it now and then
I won’t be taking my time now
let it broiled again
crowns are cracking down
I crowned myself in front of
no one
left me hanging alone
alone at the door
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5. |
When Summer
05:46
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so far we haven’t met
still on two sides
only faces float in the air
like a silhouettes
waiting for you to call
early
like the dreams
i’ve never had
from the faucet, the roots grow
the water no longer grow us apart
we sip on the drips from knob locked
before the winter comes
woke up early
see each other from the bed
holding, stuck clothes stay same
yet nothing’s around
been spinning for a round
beat all the thoughts of caring myself
no reason to mourn from now
daylight sets down
what did he think at the moment
when dying off
dying off for our blood
colon doesn’t explain anything
what if it was the summer
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come in on,
we let the fire burn on your
sea dec
hand it on
we let the stars went just haze in glow
moved through our hays
as we stop for longings
things you don’t keen
breaking lace off that’d been tied us
you still here
within a few years passing by
days are lot to count
still small to talk
so why bother counting days
If there’s still things to speak
I think we’re curled from the roots
so still the lips glowing
maybe we going too far made us
can’t see the place where we at
as long as can be together
it’s okay
wasted as it goes on
only stale leaves getting dried
moving through our hays
you stay same
curve left, hold it on
yet there’s no need to think about
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7. |
Sneezing pt.2
01:11
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8. |
Stalled Flutes, means
04:11
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bring tower flowers in
long aside the door
thought I was far from
intrusive thoughts
It starts to knock out
made of my thoughts and sayings
no longer keep us from perils
see you soon intact
on the other side
dozens left, equally
had it poured soon
there’s no way to stop this
stalled flutes, means
and the blowing’s now off the sight
where’s impetus to head?
(stalled flutes, any means)
sounds, halt
dried lips
keep on playing
dried as lips get torn ahead
long aside the door, close
tower flowers faint,
it starts to knock out
slipped out of fall
sailing
demeanor causes
stallion
hollow paces
down to the station
wheats and chemicals
In my bag
i wrote em to myself
used to think that I was
back of person
colder inside
and it seems mindless
alongside with,
meaningless flutes playing
not anymore
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9. |
Ashpit Nowhere
04:39
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solace’s tied to sunburst
drowned, frowned faces
killing all the wrath,
still remains on mind
so let’s make it complified
outlast revolutions
so what takes so long to find
It still remains on mind
we’re already drawn to sunburst
chafed eyes to bleed, we did
kneeling on the wrath, yet
Still remains on nowhere
you said it’s easy to draw
Not your moving’s make it hard
so my triumph fawning over
pleasing ought to be had
haven’t I saw it clear before
can’t recall on mind
And we’re landing to ashpit
Nodded to myself
crushed on the back of shore
wouldn’t know
we’re landing on nowhere
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Please stop, he said
All the letters of g fall like lies
tell it it was just the sights
and now, I’m fine
all of them went stroke
maybe all it was just a dream
no, it was vivid as colors
like a touch
yet I hear it all the way though
when she found he still get seizure
she promised same things never happening
she crouched and started to cry
moment that he swallowed all
maybe he wants all times to be stop right now
maybe he wants just stop for a moment
solid brushes sweeps my arms away
forgot to have a key to open
now the set is starting
stalled as it gets closer
constantly in anxious
(constantly startled he’s gone now)
It’s no one’s fault
now I send myself to the clothes
pretty unlikely it’s open
It sounds same as it reflects,
phone below ringing on desk
though the bell stopped right now
hesitant to call back
cause he rather be alone
no one has to be stay same
If he stayed awake,
who know that he’d hurt someone
he loves more than anyone he ever be with
If you found the way to get over
hide yourself under the tree that
outlives us
so look close, nose the reflection
maybe he wants all times to be stop right now
maybe he wants just stop for a moment
please stop, she said
all the letters of n fall like lies
tell it it was just the lies
when you coming home
I’ll see you at the door
buy you some water
as you asked me for
I feel claustrophobic
Inside somewhere hardly noticeable
am I inside of him?
am I inside of her?
cause I rather be alone
feel so close, feel close
fragile same time on board
feel so against the streaks
i’ve had for a long time
breath were always rough but tame
had to lit my arm for not crying
promised me never happening
moment that he swallowed all
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11. |
If It's Okay To Cry
04:43
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Exit has called me for a long time
Dare say life’s long
And the tape’s too stretched
Soaked glass reflects
entrances to the loss
Dare i answer to
without consequences?
It’s okay to cry
no tears left to buy
Soon, mass of curled fungi
permeate through
Soaked glass reflects
entrances to beloved
If It’s okay to cry
Wouldn’t left too much
green soaked nails stopped
to get out of the loophole
I’m not sure all the color
stay as I expected
No matter hard you try
No matter hard you cry
Dare speak to myself
without results I can’t contain?
we are missed out of time
No matter what we do now
Useless crown still getting rust
Certain part of it tearing
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12. |
End By Forever
05:42
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warm boiling head to stone cold wall
harder than you pushing me away
softer than you drawing me in
begged to stop
as my wrist get broiled as usual
your arms getting filled with iron
i will call you at the noon
meanwhile you’re bleeding
poor title for the start
here I get all the answers
poor title for the start
here I get all applauses
siting on the bridge
that about to tear apart
scattering leaves
yet you’re still hanging
slowly moved your hands away
beg to differ
as the words get close to
cluster eyes as it’s over
pulling as it’s coal
is there still a thing wanna say?
as the words again
fall through blood
stay close, please
I can’t take this alone
It’s okay to curve right
meanwhile, end is not seeing, yet
seen all consist toward end, though
standing on the porch
thinking nothing
misleading the word
‘It’s okay to say’
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Asian Glow Seoul, South Korea
2020-2024
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