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A great fire burns within me but no one stops to warm themselves at it and passers-by only see a wisp of smoke

orbit  
He’s spinning, turning, falling into her life  

V2 
He sets up everyday on the sidewalk around the corner 
Alone with his guitar by the subway

dreaming
Still dreaming

I disappeared
I talk to people who walk by like I'm not here
A shadow to pass through, a wisp of atmosphere
That vanished
I

Rows and rows of sullen trees
In this here country a sight indeed
Rolling on by ever-endlessly

Shafts of sunlight pierce the gloom
Reveal the secret

ourselves up to the sea

Thousands of fragmented shells
Laid out on the beach by the sea
Wisps of seaweed riding the wind
In the shade, the painter escapes

acting strange but I am still the same o

Will "o" the wisp
YCB

If the street is cold... I got be colder
No I can't fold... Buckle up my shoulder
I ain't

to appear

My hands are shackled by its powerful will, it spins faster and faster, I freeze from the chill,
Dizzy and drunk my head is swimming, my feet are

The clouds floating by
They cast shadows on your face
The wind wisps them away
Leaving without even a trace
Sunlight shining through
Lighting up

Take us home
To where we belong

We are all sentient beings
Brought to life
By our father
Eternal sun
With a wisp of his breath
And the cosmic energy

acutely aware of these things lately
The two-lite sliding window is ever-so-slightly open
Behind birch wood blinds shut tight
Bleeding thin wisps of light

I am still colored by shame
Though it now holds no say
My heart would speak it's mind
Misled me all of the time
Late at night I would drive
Aimlessly

Oh what is the fireball
on the back road
rolling by the first gunfight,
Springfield:
in the square, Wild Bill Hickok,
in sombrero,
and buckskin,

a new kid shook
Not done by the books
When I cook I just look
Inside this crooked mind
Hooking my shattered mind
Good thing I had a
Back up like a corner

You can't see my face
I sneak alone into this glade
Nothing structured this way
Only the wisp of breeze you feel

Bind my shape behind this cape

and the rhyming's, an attempt to, just stymie
The steady advance of this tellurian invention
Despond, hovering, over holiday
Like a marshy pond's will-o'-the-wisp

finally
You just watch the wind wisp on through the trees
When you hear a sound, good and loud coming from the door
You whip around your head and stomp your

Wistful lisp as gentle as a wisp willed by the wind
May you sleep in softest coffin of string, as dead leaves sing of spring
And in death

I'm seventeen again I walk through my old neighborhood
With my headphones on to shut out the world for good
Well the wayward wisps of clouds brushed by

and binding all
Holding to a brilliant moment
Reality within her thrall
The moment slips and couplings falter
Visions consumed by blazing dawn
Aurora proves

a man,
A lonely tortured traitor disturbed by life,
Please help him great creator,
To see your light and feel your warmth,
And in return he'll offer blood,

whisper and echo
Learning to let go, learning to let go
Special forces, specters and orbs
Will o' the wisp to the headless horsemen
Wraiths and reapers lead

covered in a waterlogged fuzz

As swift as if a million will-o'-the-wisps
Touched down drowning and rebounded in a mist
Fodder for backlight in

stare from out the bog
Dank solitude
Rank sacrifice

Peatmossed sealed lips
By will o the wisps
Dead flesh that never rots

Tombed Imperial Glory
Living

the sky
Are you a wisp of a mist that passed me by?
In time will I get a second try?
If not, at least I'll have those nights
My body shakes when you glance