Darkly Dreaming Demographic.

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Ryk Brink

Writer, gamer, any other sucker.

A world brand new

Slowly it is unveiling,

A world that we birthed anew,

Where peace and love prevailing,

Flooding our every sinew.

I long for your perspective

To see the world rose tinted,

To hang on your invective,

To feel your warmth just hinted.

This world we’ll find together

Trusting eachother wholly,

Finding our home wherever,

This path we tread so slowly.

Angel angel, down we go together

I know they take and-

leave nothing real in return,

but when they’ve used you-

And they’ve broken you,

and wasted all your money

I’ll be there for you.

Angel, don’t take your…

But I love you more than life,

Love you more than life.

With the potion

Sinking ever spiralling,

She’s afraid to lose control,

As our doubts are quieting,

Your love I wouldst not cajole.

Need for you is maddening,

I carry it now always,

Something greater channelling,

Lead to you, my heart ablaze.

Please don’t bare me scournfully,

Thou art the potion drinking,

Love I long for urgently,

Not lost nor drowning, sinking.

All I’ve ever known

Every breath there’s life,

They’ll pronounce us man and wife,

Now and evermore.

Once you’ve found your thrill,

I’d chase you up the hill, now-

And all throughout time.

Now my memory,

What was once a fantasy,

All I’ve ever known.

Carried his love away

Fading, clinging desperately,

To light that chases shadows,

To love that shines disparately,

Sinking into the shallows.

By your lips held captivate,

Your eyes light up my darkness,

A kiss that would culminate,

Devotion to your likeness.

When I hold you seamlessly;

In a strangers heart wading,

Lean against me weightlessly,

Into you, my love, fading.

Fade Into You

Take a breath thats true

To the hold the hand inside you

You go in shadows.

You’ll come apart and…

Some kind of night, your darkness

Colours your eyes with…

I think it’s strange that…

I want to fade into you,

Strange you never knew.


C’était pas de l’ennui

J’étais un peu fatiguée

Les lumières dansaient

C’était les reflets

Elles éclairaient ses yeux

D’une femme à la peau…

Je suis rentrée tard

Je me souviens au fond

Que de sa tendresse.

Queen of swords

Mother thou art nakedly-

My right and purest chalice,

Let none challenge sacristy,

Honesty and warmth balanced.

In dreams I cling desperately,

The faintest hint of pleasure,

To bask in your empathy,

To want for nothing never.

Dear, I pray your indulgence,

Nay let me stew and suffer,

Lest dreaming peek refulgence,

Have mercy divine mother.

Show me how

Show me how you care

Tell me why your hands are cold

Show me how you smile.

Show me how you’re proud,

Tell me how you reach the moon,

My heart fell to love.

I’m turning around,

I’m having visions of you,

Then I understand.

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