Melody of Silence…

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Reflections of silence resonate…
Dissonant deliberation…
Among the ethereal scintilla…
Echoes speak in deafening taciturnity…
Melody of Silence…

 ΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅

Through the maze of countless corridors…
Myriad of memories…
A forest of dreams…of hopes…
Therein lies my hidden sanctuary…
Dormant…
Awaiting its incendiary denouement…

΅〜 ೋღ ❁ ღೋ      〜΅

Ephemeral illumination…
Fragments of time reminisce…
Whispering in the familiar shadows…
 Euphony…
~

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     ΅〜 ೋ  Christina〜  ೋ 〜΅

Subliminal Madness…

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It begins with a thought…

A revelation…

Usually bound in truth…

Then it propagates endless pieces of an unsolvable puzzle…

It worms its way through you…

Permeating Peace…

Replacing it with doubt…fear…

Insidious imaginings…

Every thought becomes tainted with it…

It increases exponentially…

Invasive…

Intruding every facet of your life…

Your dreams once made you strong…

Now they’ve become the manifestation of your subliminal madness…

Become waking confusion…

Conflict…

Psychological war…

Devastation…

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A small ray of light shines through…

Amber sunrise…

You feel its warmth reach for you…

You watch it ascend wondering if its golden rays can reach you…

So far buried in your darkness…

It whispers…

Beckoning…

Inexorably…

~

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    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅

 

Ostensibly Opaque…

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Colors of my soul…
Invisible…
Barely there…
Unseen…

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Whisper lies cloaked in half truths…
Solemn cadence
Vestiges of madness…

On the crest of a fallen tear…
Encapsulating every hurt…every fear…every disappointment…
As it traces its way down my cheek…it brings forth clarity…insight…

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Hope long suppressed struggles against its oppression…
Begging freedom…
Promising everything…
Seeking no remuneration…
Only opportunity to see itself fulfilled…
To bask in its beautiful rendition…

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To turn what was ostensibly opaque…into vivacious vibrancy…

 To shine…

~

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    ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅

Nevermore…

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Each night infused with insomnolence…

Fragmented Illusory images…

Each morning brings melancholic musings…

Daily demands dilute daydreams…

Rumination of life…

Daze of days…

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Haunted memories…

Beckoning me to remembrance…

In between the now…the then…the what may come…

Back and forth…

Here and gone…

Secretly disillusioned…

Transient thoughts…

Resolute promises disappear through the ethereal wish of a dream…

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Melancholy whispers…

Etching invisible scars…

Never ceasing…

Nevermore…

~

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 ΅〜 ೋღ  Christina ~  ೋღ 〜΅

Fragmented Reflections…

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Identity fragmented into thousands of reflections…
Who she was…
Who she is…
Who she will be…
Lost in the myriad of pieces that together make one whole…
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Fractured time…

Shattered soul…

Rebuilding….

Visceral renovation…

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Looking back…

Retracing steps of Memory’s journey…

Rumination of events leading to present…

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She cries out from the conflicted chaos born from bringing the past to the present…

That girl, long abandoned…fervently seeking to find her place…

In this time…she cannot be…

Her time has come and gone…

Leaving me to forge a path to future…

Where I will also cease to be…

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For in the future…

Indomitable change will come yet again….

Inevitably…I will become the girl crying out…

From the past….

΅〜 〜΅

    ΅〜 ೋ  Christina〜  ೋ 〜΅

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It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.”
΅〜 Edgar Allan Poe 〜΅

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Gorgeous photo by moonchild Ljilja ~

Melody of Silence…

΅〜  ೋ ೋ 〜΅

Reflections of silence resonate…
Dissonant deliberation…
Among the ethereal scintilla…
Echoes speak in deafening taciturnity…
Melody of Silence…

  ΅〜 〜΅ 

Through the maze of countless corridors…
Myriad of memories…
A forest of dreams…of hopes…
Therein lies my hidden sanctuary…
Dormant…
Awaiting its incendiary denouement…

΅〜 〜΅ 

Ephemeral illumination…
Fragments of time reminisce…
Whispering in the familiar shadows…
 Euphony…

΅〜  ೋ ೋ 〜΅

     ΅〜 ೋ  Christina〜  ೋ 〜΅

When The Sun Sets…

when the sun sets

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Where will you be?

Watching the sunset paint the sky with furious reds, pinks, purple

evokes remembrance of fire and passion…

Vibrant hues deepening…

Transitioning twilight…

Melancholy imbued aftermath…

Where will you be?

Threshold of darkness…

Skyscape displaying its resplendence…

I watch…captivated…

Lost in my own shifting world and I wonder where will you be

when the sun disappears over the horizon …

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I would imagine…

You will be watching the sun rise…

΅〜 ೋღ ღೋ      〜΅

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