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Moon Magick
03:57
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A roar, then a hiss, then a gentle swish as the waves take me back to my beginning.
I crouch down low as I collect stones, they are not my own, yes this I know.
Your magick, it shines, so you cannot hide. But with your consent, I will tap into it.
In the darkness of the new moon I will sing you a new tune.
Through the salty breeze, I softly speak "you've been beaten by the sea, now abducted by me."
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Slipping
03:36
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I can feel myself slipping, falling back to where I came from
Scars begin to open, inside voices getting louder
Heartbeat echoes longer teeth are biting, clenching harder
and my arteries are pounding, pulsing, bursting with excitement.
Longing for distraction, for destruction, for delusion
Searching for a poison that is potent to seduce me, sedate me, reduce me, rape me.
My hair is falling out, or did I pull it out myself?
My intestines are contracting they're all tying up inside me
I think of all those boys with all their words and gum and fingers
and my soul begins to rustle, pushing my gag reflex
but only my breath escapes.
Longing for distraction, for destruction, for delusion
Searching for a poison that is potent to seduce me, sedate me, reduce me, rape me.
Skull is sinking, brows are raising, eyes are falling sleepy.
Symptoms dripping, tension rippling, coursing through my veins.
Haunting faces turning up in places they aren't welcome.
My horoscope was teasing me, forgiveness isn't here yet
it isn't near yet, don't think you're clear yet..
Longing for distraction, for destruction, for delusion
Searching for a poison that is potent to seduce me, sedate me, reduce me, rape me.
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Escape Artists
03:41
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There is a place we used to go
if we visit again we'll remember.
With moss and sticks I could make a home
for the two of us together.
Our white bunny friend has been waiting so long
she's been there many years, it seems
and acquainted herself with the horses and fawns
with whom we used to gallop and dream.
Dream.
Why in the world were we both so eager
to leave behind such beauty?
Oh, tell me please my lovely sister
and know that you cannot fool me.
For what could we possibly be running to?
Just another way to escape.
Substitute with all kinds of drugs and booze
to say goodbye to our fairytale.
Oh, let's go back to that place.
Can we please go back to that place?
We could swim in the crystal water,
beneath the branches of the magickal willow tree.
Let it wash away our bother,
let your poison drain and cease to be.
Let your poison drain and cease to be, let your poison drain and cease to be. Oh, please.
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Everything
02:37
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Why'd I follow you around?
You were always so damn proud.
Likely 'cause you kept me down,
had me believing I was nothing.
Well won't you look at me now,
I'm no longer just a child
and I can see through all your lies,
I already had everything.
I hope you find just what you need
to abate your violent greed,
'cause even monsters need to heal
and I need to see these cycles shattering.
I'm thinking, sisters, what we need
is solidarity
We can't heal what we can't see,
I see us as a gathering.
I know we'll find just what we need
to dissolve the hate and greed,
surely it's our time to heal
we already have everything.
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A Cliff
04:12
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Where did you come from, my dear?
It's been so long since I've felt this kind of fear.
I did not consent for things to go this way,
but, in the end, I suppose I really had no say.
It feels like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff,
waiting for the earth to crumble as I feel it shift.
It feels like you're seeping into my bones
and I don't know whether to run or call it home.
You opened me, when I could not breathe
and you held me and let me weep, finally.
Where did you come from, my dear?
It's been so long since I've felt this kind of fear.
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Feel the Leaves
03:48
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If I wanted to take you in my arms
would you harden or come to me in warmth?
If I extended a hand to graze your cheek,
would you feel powerful or vulnerable and weak?
Do you want me to take your hand in mine,
and lead you places deep within my mind?
Will you dance through trees with me?
Stripped down so we can feel the leaves.
Casting circles that rise to the sky,
root our toes in the earth as we fly.
Oh, as we fly.
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Push
03:59
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You did not push her,
it was I.
She hinted that, maybe,
she could fly.
Now she's free-falling,
she may have lied
but, maybe,
she will be alright.
Does she have a trick up her sleeve?
Taunting people 'cause she thinks that they do not believe?
How close must she get to the ground?
Before she spreads her wings and starts to rebound.
You did not push her,
oh no, it was I.
She hinted that, maybe,
she could fly.
Now she's free-falling,
I think she lied.
Does she have a trick up her sleeve?
Taunting people 'cause she thinks that they do not believe.
How close must she get to the ground
before she breaks her neck and begins to drown.
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Francesca Mirai Southern Gulf Islands, British Columbia
Tales of pain, love, wanderlust and witchcraft
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