The Vivid Dreams Of Bunyuan!

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The Vivid Dreams Of Bunyuan!

Post by Postmaster » 09 Feb 2025 16:35

Originally posted by Bunyuan

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|                     .d:....:h.                      |
|                  .:!!!!!!!!!!!!:.                   |
|             .::!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!::.              |
|      ..::!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!::..      |
|  ..```. . eeee .... ... '' ... .... eeee . .'''..  |
|    !h:. $ $$$$ $$$$ $$$$b d$$$$ $$$$ $$$$ $ .:h!'   |
|    `!!!!. `$$$ '$$' '$$$' `$$$` '$$' $$$'.!!!!!'    |
|      `!!!!.`$$ .   .  ......   .   . $$'.!!!!'      |
|       `!!!! $$ !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! $$ !!!!'       |
|          `!!h ` !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ' d!!'        |
|            `!h !!!! - BUNYUAN -!!!!!! d!'           |
|             ``!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!''            |
|               ``!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!''                |
|                   ```!!!!!!!!'''                    |
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| I smell the burdens in this poison in the essences  |
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|   By still standing alive with all my deficit       |
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|  So im careful with my words as the pen sensitive   |
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|    Vivid dreams that i post without censorship      |
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|   Traumatized in fragments made from inquities      |
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|    I scorch inside a masquerade of siliceous        |
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|   Hallucinating when the sharp blade is inside      |
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|  Most members cant been seen with the naked eye     |
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|    All coffins in caves infested by spiderwebs      |
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|    Pieces of my son sedated in the silent beds      |
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|  In between my heart & mind i find a flyer steps    |
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|   Where i can hear the footprint of my daughter     |
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|           Silently they try to drift                |
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|       While they striding in a quiet head           |
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|   They should know they running by our guest        |
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|      There never been a knock on the door           |
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|         They always climb the fence                 |
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|  Im Back in caves where i was trapped on my own     |
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|  Returning to places looking exact as our home      |
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|  Remains of body that is hidden in ashes & bones    |
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| Secret words of pain that i ventilate in songs      |
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|     Execution & exibition of my reminiscing         |
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|    A fresh beginning of that death collision        |
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|    My head is spinning as my pen is spilling        |
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|    It depends on all living to keep me sated        |
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