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	<title>D D. CROW &#187; Dark</title>
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	<description>words, scribbles and echoes of silence mind</description>
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		<title>Secret from a rose</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2011/02/27/secret-from-a-rose/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 27 Feb 2011 19:56:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In the time before the sunrise Moments is insanity As a dream prison Like a secret From a rose A hush runs through the room Far from hand of reach In the time before the sunrise It&#8217;s the treatment of the mind As the child climb onto reality His heart dives into the mine]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In the time before the sunrise<br />
Moments is insanity<br />
As a dream prison<br />
Like a secret<br />
From a rose </p>
<p>A hush runs through the room<br />
Far from hand of reach </p>
<p>In the time before the sunrise<br />
It&#8217;s the treatment of the mind<br />
As the child climb onto reality<br />
His heart dives into the mine</p>
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		<title>Master of divinity</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2011/01/02/master-of-divinity/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2011 09:45:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[On the edge of angst The black knight is waking up Every failure I had Was one of the spirit And blowing she is inside me Seeking for the forgotten freedom My biggest problem Was that I dared to believe in myself]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On the edge of angst<br />
The black knight is waking up<br />
Every failure I had<br />
Was one of the spirit<br />
And blowing she is inside me<br />
Seeking for the forgotten freedom </p>
<p>My biggest problem<br />
Was that I dared to believe in myself</p>
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		<title>There are killers on the road</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2010/04/04/there-are-killers-on-the-road/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Apr 2010 11:22:07 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Crazy]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[The memories of memories Gives the drops of time within us It&#8217;s the day and the nights Knocking on the alter of the forgotten past And the smell of complication is rising from the piano There are killers on the road There&#8217;s is passion is the sky of diaspora The piano man is crawling on [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The memories of memories<br />
Gives the drops of time within us<br />
It&#8217;s the day and the nights<br />
Knocking on the alter of the forgotten past<br />
And the smell of complication is rising from the piano</p>
<p>There are killers on the road<br />
There&#8217;s is passion is the sky of diaspora<br />
The piano man is crawling on the notes<br />
Shooting blood into the heart</p>
<p>Behind the eyes, the stories are hiding<br />
Down the cost of summer waves<br />
Standing of the edge<br />
Spreading mirrors across life</p>
<p>The memories of memories belong to us<br />
Speaking black and white<br />
And the piano man is crawling on the notes<br />
Shooting blood into the heart</p>
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		<title>I remember</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2010/03/05/i-remember/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Mar 2010 19:18:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Crazy]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dark]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[On the highway of insanity I wish the birds to drink the drops of naked demons Dancing in the dark In the middle of life I see you deep inside my memories And I remember how it was to climb the mountains of hell To suck the bitterness of every rock To sleep inside my [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>On the highway of insanity<br />
I wish the birds to drink the drops of naked demons<br />
Dancing in the dark<br />
In the middle of life<br />
I see you deep inside my memories<br />
And I remember how it was to climb the mountains of hell<br />
To suck the bitterness of every rock<br />
To sleep inside my self<br />
I remember the breakdown of humanity</p>
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		<title>Fly away</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2010/03/03/fly-away/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 03 Mar 2010 13:57:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Dark]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Inside your head There&#8217;s a secret Wondering upon the silence And I know The time had come To spread the wings And fly away Moments of passion Between the waves of a man You&#8217;re soft like the night And I&#8217;m the darkness Sliding through sounds of howling tears Inside your head There&#8217;s a secret Imploring [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Inside your head<br />
There&#8217;s a secret<br />
Wondering upon the silence<br />
And I know<br />
The time had come<br />
To spread the wings<br />
And fly away</p>
<p>Moments of passion<br />
Between the waves of a man<br />
You&#8217;re soft like the night<br />
And I&#8217;m the darkness<br />
Sliding through sounds of howling tears</p>
<p>Inside your head<br />
There&#8217;s a secret<br />
Imploring on my touch<br />
To embrace the velvet lips<br />
And I know it now sweet baby<br />
The time had come<br />
To spread the wings<br />
And fly away</p>
<p>Fly away</p>
<p>Pages sliding by<br />
Between the waves of a man<br />
The night is playing our song<br />
And we&#8217;re fading<br />
To the other side of who we are<br />
Spreading wings<br />
And flying away</p>
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		<title>I&#8217;ll never wake up</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2010/02/06/ill-never-wake-up/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 21:45:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Crazy]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Dark]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[my wife]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s in my eyes It&#8217;s in those ways across your body And where the kiss lies It&#8217;s fading away the pain It&#8217;s in my hands The softness of your dreams And where the music plays I&#8217;ll never wake up]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s in my eyes<br />
It&#8217;s in those ways across your body<br />
And where the kiss lies<br />
It&#8217;s fading away the pain</p>
<p>It&#8217;s in my hands<br />
The softness of your dreams<br />
And where the music plays<br />
I&#8217;ll never wake up</p>
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		<title>Come home</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2009/11/19/come-home/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 11:38:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Dark]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[my wife]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[When my love to you is gushing Singing tears to the river I know the shiver of fear Stripping me with pain The rain is hiding me between his hands I can scream and stop time Come home In the end of things We will be good There is nothing in the shadows To the [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When my love to you is gushing<br />
Singing tears to the river<br />
I know the shiver of fear<br />
Stripping me with pain<br />
The rain is hiding me between his hands<br />
I can scream and stop time</p>
<p>Come home<br />
In the end of things<br />
We will be good<br />
There is nothing in the shadows</p>
<p>To the morning<br />
I&#8217;ll be there</p>
<p>I&#8217;m hanging between the words and silence<br />
The heart is beating on the river<br />
With the motion of the body<br />
The street is frozen<br />
Like the picture of yesterday</p>
<p>I believe in this thing called love<br />
I believe is you</p>
<p>(So), come home baby<br />
In the end of things<br />
We will be good<br />
There is nothing in the shadows<br />
To the morning<br />
I&#8217;ll be with you</p>
<p>When I had you for the first time<br />
I couldn&#8217;t stop thinking about your face<br />
How can I know the sadness of goodbye<br />
And I didn&#8217;t see you melting inside of me</p>
<p>Come home</p>
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		<title>The shadow of blue</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2009/11/02/the-shadow-of-blue/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 10:12:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Dark]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Alone in the shadow of blue The scarecrow is picking up the sky And he doesn&#8217;t mind the tale of madness The devil&#8217;s kitchen is full Souls, boiling on the sins of past It&#8217;s just another day in hell Thunder enters the room It&#8217;s the dawn of storm Conquered by the day of solstice There&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Alone in the shadow of blue<br />
The scarecrow is picking up the sky<br />
And he doesn&#8217;t mind the tale of madness<br />
The devil&#8217;s kitchen is full<br />
Souls, boiling on the sins of past<br />
It&#8217;s just another day in hell<br />
Thunder enters the room<br />
It&#8217;s the dawn of storm<br />
Conquered by the day of solstice<br />
There&#8217;s something in the uncertainty of blue<br />
Something louder then the scream of words</p>
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		<title>Moonstones</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2009/10/29/moonstones/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 11:57:37 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Dark]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Zhorts]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[In a meaner of speaking I&#8217;ll sacrifice my wishes to your love You make it easy for my heart to be free We&#8217;re demons in the image of man Walking between the presentation of immaculate mind Golden dust is washing the road Creating shapes of rabbit holes We&#8217;re diving to a reality of freedom Everything [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In a meaner of speaking<br />
I&#8217;ll sacrifice my wishes to your love<br />
You make it easy for my heart to be free</p>
<p>We&#8217;re demons in the image of man<br />
Walking between the presentation of immaculate mind<br />
Golden dust is washing the road<br />
Creating shapes of rabbit holes<br />
We&#8217;re diving to a reality of freedom</p>
<p>Everything you ask<br />
I&#8217;ll bring to your lips<br />
There are not hidden words in the moonstones</p>
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		<title>The lost of the collective</title>
		<link>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2009/10/24/the-lost-of-the-collective/</link>
		<comments>http://blog.ddcrow.com/2009/10/24/the-lost-of-the-collective/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2009 18:22:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>D D. CROW</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Dark]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Zhorts]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[With anger I shall throw my arrows at the seagulls While they beat my other heart Sulphur and smoke I will send them Trample the illusion of their wings My steps are nothing but a hush And my idea of life is based upon mistake That my past can hint the future It&#8217;s the stupidity [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>With anger I shall throw my arrows at the seagulls<br />
While they beat my other heart<br />
Sulphur and smoke<br />
I will send them<br />
Trample the illusion of their wings<br />
My steps are nothing but a hush<br />
And my idea of life is based upon mistake<br />
That my past can hint the future<br />
It&#8217;s the stupidity of society<br />
Trapped in the conclusion<br />
That everything around<br />
Depends on others<br />
My teacher, is the future<br />
My arrows racing<br />
As a human beasts<br />
Sectioning corpse of new age philosophers<br />
Hushing their voices<br />
That is no wind moving but the lost of the collective<br />
She is standing on the rock<br />
In front of sea<br />
My hands<br />
Rips her innocence<br />
Between the moons on the night<br />
I can feel the blood of virgin<br />
Flowing to the waves of tombstone<br />
Tombstone of absentmindedness<br />
To the trumpet shout<br />
I let her body<br />
To float on butterflies<br />
That the blessing of life<br />
Is not the tears of girl<br />
The citizen of my city<br />
Are lost<br />
And listening to the sound of bells<br />
Their heart is silence<br />
And slaves they are<br />
Now<br />
I grow up between the question and the silence<br />
I gave my heart to crush the rocks</p>
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