Devil Dancer 에리

Black as a shade, not as a color?

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“When another person makes you suffer, it is because he suffers deeply within himself, and his suffering is spilling over. He does not need punishment but someone’s help.”

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When darkness overcasts, will you be the white light?

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“Said you’d always be my white blood”

Why did I see you painted red and black then?

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Oxymorons

Oxymoron (n): a figure of speech in which apparently contradictory terms appear in conjunction.

Waking up dead

Clearly confused everyday

Deafening silence in the night

Happy tears in the dark light

Feeling like a small crowd

Growing smaller each day

Noticible absence

A quiet presence

Why does my life sound like several oxymorons?

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“All we do is play it safe. All we

do is live in a cage.”

Will we ever be free from our mind?

Will we pick ourselves up or fail?

It is only for you to dictate.

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Late Night Thoughts?

I realize our body can tell us about our own life. We need blood cells in order to keep your body alive. Red blood cells are our mind and soul, and everything. Sometimes they can be broken and need to fixed. Like the mind and depression. Broken, needing help. Without our mind can we really live? Are we truly alive? Without our blood can we really say we are healthy? We need the fighters to bring us up. We need white cells to fight our own demise. We need the friends in our lives to bring us up and be happy. To be healthy. To live again. To not be broken but at least a fraction of being okay again. We may get sick again, fall into the hollows of sadness but we have others to pull us up. Ah... what am I even saying.

Inspired by white blood

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너를 갈망

가시처럼 돋쳐버린 기억들을 잘라

알아 다 느껴져

서서히 죽어가고 있다는 걸

넌 어둠 속에 빛나는 월광

사라지고 넌, 난 쫓아갔지 Run

차가운 심장, 너란 Thunder

그리고 남겨진 흔적

난 이미 네게 중독

넌 이미 내게 중독

~ 김가이 Deep Breath