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A place to put my secret complex thoughts hidden by the scramble of everyday life.

Sunday, May 21, 2006

I see the right way and I curve for the wrong
Truth is lost in lyrics and ultimately song
Unfit desires are identified in terror
Importance unfolds through just trial and error

Nights reveal memory repressed
Guilt provides desire to confess
My mind digests new levels of interest
casts out impossible realities with ease
eliminates te busy discrepancies
they will taxi me to a point
but, the ride is free.

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Relay to methe way
so i meander not one more day
no fork in the road
no right or left turn
Elimate the road altogether
create a new motion
one we have not come across
Invisible yet invincible
like giving your losses a name
Drive me back home
Meet the gravel
Walking or driving we see the strife in a travel
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i SEE through dim eyes
an involuntary squint
where you mistaken a clue
for an obvious hint
Tasting your childhood
in a bottle of gin
and understanding you grow
within every sin
Releasing your demons
from a hand of a heathen---
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The one who showed you where to go
who to love and who to know

who gave you teh arms to bend a
heart to mend
a rhyme to end
A life you want is freedom you flaunt
its money that taunts
your fear to never unfold yourself to the world
and instead,
you curl
into positivity the way you deny you want to be
Free of stress no pressure to congest
your dreams into suitcases abd aspirations tied in demon laces
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If everyone follwed the path
to their heart
they'd never succumb to playin a part
of a character they're not
or filling a spot
of something that's open
to pray on a hope and
repeating what's broken
they leave it unspoken

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Leaving a light on
to bleed onto paper
and capture the feelings
you wish you could staple
the moment it transpired
you felt the perspire
cause you tucked away desire
to be all you can be
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My hands are sliced with foil
my bones weary with toil
to end a day with paper
Green with value that tapers
the very reason I strive
to keep my body alive
a dream pushes me to thrive
although an outcome is unsure
leaving my efforts impure
to dawdle to stagnate
to not rise to the right place
and climb to a rightiousness
defined by the likeness
that keeps me so low

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