

Devalued.I can't stand behind my shadow for protection Though my mind would resort As he achingly works his reasons onto me Giving a collection of his temper hard onto my skin and pounding abuse that breaks through my skull. Abandoned and devalued by the ones I love the most,Devalued.
I see no sense. Love pushed me off my pedestal it sat me on, to regain it's solo place Leaving me with the demons below To eat away at my remains.


Content.I've been alone with the room filled with my name Without having heard a word For found guidance of what's been seen,Content.
But this is a little more precious to me now To treasure the voice that I belong to One that dreads the absence of my greatest to my weakest Now the majority has forgotten my name And now I'm left with my small share, I've never been so content.


His dusty journey.The corridors's never ending Choking the symbolic core of who he's meant to follow A guilt trip meant for a lesson Starting off by scratch first of all, the natural light to follow the path Almost luxury for his dull journey surrounded by dusty pictures Treading with lame legs on dirty rugs far forgotten And the mind is weary from gasping forgiveness Since every word from his breath is rusty, because their worth had drained welling marble eyes for the innocence of one. Footsteps follows for the pride of progressHis dusty journey.
Because he for one in my eyes, should never walk alone.


Mindlessly appreciating.Air is easier to breath when life serves well Mind lost. Absence takes just a little away from the relieving essence of ease Where I live is quite distant from here though I'm home. And the presence hands over a feel of elegance, though it's just simple. My pose in picture as that in person is held by my artificial gravity because I made it At that, we can take a confident ground Or simply lay at peace appreciating the little we have.Mindlessly appreciating.


mellow melodytook a sip of the life took a hop into the circle sang the worst song started cryingmellow melody
feeling let down today my guitar is singing my mellow melody nanana nana its the game of tag its the fake of the laugh it gets me every time.
now remembering the skies the hearts that faded the ashes from the bodies that fell and the fate that had founded it all I got what I deserved give me reason give me the hope until
just now
so my guitar will play the mellow melody of this life that's hiding behind
nothing


W a r I s O v e r - pg.5 Lost In GlobeW a r I s O v e r - pg.5
VIOLENCE IS NOTHING TO SWEAT IN SUMMER. This morning on August 15th, 2009, every gun was replaced with a Super Soaker. Now everyone can see the silliness in anger and revenge. Where there was once a great desire for wishing death upon another, we can now laugh at the face of it. In war


20 second dreamfree from all reality, glide away from normality, im ready for this fantasy, to take me higher than extasy.20 second dream
so sick of the real world, kept on making me look the fool, in this dream world i will live, no longer my blood i give.
the tears i cry aloud in here, are free of misery, pain or fear, they run happy and free, full of peace, my minds at rest, for now at least.


You blank leaves me InebriatedYou Pussy leaves me InebriatedYou blank leaves me Inebriated
Absinthe diluting sanity A sweet symphony of emerald fairy, Upon the rigorous, mouth-watering finger tips
The nectar of goddess Venus, Upon the slithering tongue of Bacchus
Diana Masturbating in the corner Sullen and alone
Beautiful moans and a rose-colored flush are all I need Invading a womans luxuriant sanctuary Man drunken with passionate desire Spanking softly, a shaved blossom Who could ask for more?
Besides the tender manipulation Of stimulation upon a waiting clit Moist with carnal
Really nice to see someone likes it!
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"A subject for a great poet would be God's boredom after the seventh day of creation."
Friedrich Nietzsche
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The journey is the destination.
So, TY. <3
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"Beauty is truth, truth beauty," - that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
J. Keats
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