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swirls on the streets
ghettos around breaths from corrosive mists
suffocates halls silvery for evening
paints the grand opening of midnights gallery
hallowed frames and view embraced ye old
maybe through cracks and hollows
the journey straight through divine bliss
the strokes yet unseen over the painted seas
silver halls presented for ye old
grim art inflamed by disguised art forms
temple decaying and walls preach rust for midnight show
hallowed views for ye old
smothered ghettos praying through cracks and hollows
the journey looked for beyond painted raptures
what lies ahead, what hides ahead, within the frames
what lies ahead within inflamed frames
.in gallery.
what hides ahead, what lies ahead, in gallery
what disguised shapes in this gallery.
.how to sleep quietly ever again.