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Music Production / Black Playgrounds
Last post by stewart alexander - November 16, 2015, 11:43:00 AM
In fact, it\'s the opening lines which I personally like the most!
Youth is thunder it hides in miles
Plagiarising contests of the storm
Unnatural colour subdued and caught
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This really did catch my attention.
Keep \'em coming!
Also liking the work near the bottom.
This is probably because I was enjoying the guitar work and slightly preoccupied. Yet, despite the vocals there\'s something really peaceful and beautiful about it - Have you put lyrics to this at all? (just out of interest).
Great job mate.
Though, I\'ve just performed an upgrade and need to fix the theme - or ask a friend to fix/upgrade that. In the process of speaking to my host regarding some malicious activity we have experienced, nothing major and this happened a few weeks back now but it\'s funny (in a sense) because I am sure http://poetryartonline.com/profile/7-jake/?do=hovercard\" data-mentionid=\"7\" href=\"<___base_url___>/profile/7-jake/\">@Jake could have done worse damage had I granted him access.
Mind, I have all the information required.
Just spending much of my time recently with my family and planning things properly. The start of this place, will soon be replicated and I can only apologise to those who have contributed whilst I\'ve been occupied/ill.
Music Production / Black Playgrounds
Last post by stewart alexander - November 13, 2015, 03:34:32 PMGeneral Art / Drawing of sea creatures
Last post by stewart alexander - November 13, 2015, 03:08:10 PM
Serendipity
All Words By : Stewart Alexander
ò Copyrighted 2014
Youth is thunder it hides in miles
Plagiarising contests of the storm
Unnatural colour subdued and caught
The oxygen refined and warm
Gentle meeting with anarchy personnel
Active duress on circled herds
My friend plies away my worst biennial days
Take the sun and wash its words
Serendipity closes down on me
Where beyond her fringes pain
I see a smiling fox through ages
Of the gently warm insane
House warming in winter
She takes the knife that stabbed him
Licks the blood with her wanted tongue
She yearns to be with him in his black silence
Mayhem keeps up in its guise
Within a blunted violin
Travel to the next reprise
To change the flavoured darkening gin
Sequins on the parachute
Charisma forte astound
Friends in empty pockets lie
I feel the ship the turn the hound
Feel away the burning flute
The music kill the devil
Enigmas drown the countryside
Fallen Angels on the level
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