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Super heroes are really cool...

There is no point
Me commenting hate mail to you...

Without you, I listen to that beautiful music but...
Without you the tears trickle down my face yet I...

My laughing voice is the shape of a cauldron full...
Blaring car horns, arcade games and a seaside...

My loving voice is the shape of a mountainous sky
Full of passionate rainbows and charm within eyes...

My lonely voice is the shape of a deepening sigh
It's the fingers clasped gently around waterfall...

My angry voice is the shape of the echoes of...
The screaming of harpies, the burns in each scar...

I am old
As the blackest eternity...

Shhh, do you hear anything? Anything at all
For I cannot breach the silence of this tragedy...

Have you ever been in a tornado, the clusterous...
No neither have I. It just sounded like a metaphor...

It has been too long now, you must see it in my...
My shoulders grow weary as my body cries...

How do we escape truth? When all else stares us in...
Where do people turn to, when they are lost in...