The mutality of our breath could not for an instant kill,
The deep seated differences in us.
That are really just dear marvels beneath the filth of routine.
They no longer feel our dance,
That used to flow so naturally with no tactful diplomacy.
There are no more moments where
They get lost and found in our pivotal surrealism.
Yet we still erect in this crown of naive realism
And we still wonder what makes us go back
Maybe because there's an urgency
A dire need for new company?
No. You walk and talk
And talk and walk
But all you see
Is nothing you would ever
Want to be.
Because all you will ever be,
Will be with me.
Buzzin
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Wednesday, August 3, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
We are. We really are.
Were all trapped in a glassed world of peoples expectations,
Peering out of my window with mesmerization.
Written on my face-Your disgrace.
Misplaced the one thing I gave you - My faith.
It doesn't matter how I came here or how I died;
What matters is that I survived-
Day by day, knowing that you lied.
Peering out of my window with mesmerization.
Written on my face-Your disgrace.
Misplaced the one thing I gave you - My faith.
It doesn't matter how I came here or how I died;
What matters is that I survived-
Day by day, knowing that you lied.
Friday, March 25, 2011
A Strong Feeling
Hovering around my head was a baleful bird
Ate my passion to love
Tearing all of my heart into pieces
Enveloping me in a cape of obscurity
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Thursday, March 24, 2011
Utopia, yeh?
Everything is as it’s supposed to be,
In this place with no fears,
No crying, no tears, no more nightmares.
Unicorn feathers on the floor
Bend down and discover more
Lead me down a trail of crumbs;
End up at a house filled with bums.
Let us leave this place.
Gloomy and almost out of sight,
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