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| 02:15am 09/01/2008 |
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From the ashes, as it is apt to do. Fated rebirth, old to new. Something long gone here, if for this moment. Greatness. A piece of mind. The world as it is. As it should. On my fingertips. As it used to be. And such feelings, new, yet similar. To guide me. To change my mind, my world. As it should always have been. |
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| after quite some time! |
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| 01:10am 09/01/2008 |
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It feels great even to commit unfinished word to now covered page. Long lost thoughts, desires, given meaning again. Maybe if for only one second it's back. No, I am back. Paper. Pencil. Freedom. As it always should have been. |
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| This One Last Time |
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| 07:57pm 30/09/2006 |
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You pick me up, "this one last time," and as I stumble into your arms, this world makes sense. Silently, I thank you as i wake, sneak ut the door, back into the chaos this one last time. |
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| A Nightfall Not Answered, part one. |
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| 05:10pm 22/07/2006 |
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When asked about it, he replied simply this: "Beauty is itself bourne of the greatest tragedy."
That was the last time we spoke, he left too soon after and his departing lines faded until today, until you
I saw something in your eyes tonight and I flashed to that moment. That look of tragedy, beautiful I paid our tab, we left into the night.
Somehow I knew what he had said was true Even time can't heal this death. |
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| Morning Dreams |
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| 05:09pm 22/07/2006 |
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Coffee steams as it hits the cool, damp morning air. "Maybe today is the day," as you continue on unknowing. Speed picks up, the coffee wakes your tired veins. Today is not the day. Life takes from life as you get caught up, and the memory of what is, fades. |
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| 05:08pm 22/07/2006 |
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Of Long Roads...
If this long road ends where I think it does, I'll arrive there just before daylight, the same as I left. Waiting, the greatest storytellers will usher me in, awaiting the story of my trip and the long roads they've never seen. |
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| 01:40am 23/03/2005 |
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Of taken conceptual dreams This woe begotten reality finds its Citizens much farther from truth Than we would have ourselves know It takes a life of living to see what We are capable of at an early age By then far too long gone It would always seem that what rules In each society changes, yet It always stays the same Of green and gold we paint our way And that is all this life provides us The lust for what we'll never keep The knowledge that success Is in truth nothing of the sort We fall, each of us, into patterns Much unlike our dreams. |
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| 03:43pm 11/03/2005 |
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This is the thing This isn't freedom like I want I cannot run with this scar on my chest That burns down to my heart I want to look into the sky And be able to dive off that cliff Without a mar on soul or mind A mar of memories Things failed, attempted Wanted yet undone These errors made were wasteful But in meaning they were good To seek the freedom that I know exists in this world For me, for you, for both of us For all of us here It was in pursuit of all that matters For, when free, the rest follows Nothing can do us wrong! It will elude me until this ends And I am free to exist as I wish, again It's my love of my life against your needs This is the thing |
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| And now! |
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| 01:57am 10/03/2005 |
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A shock From the handle to my hand A tingling, something I once said Only came from you Now, so much has changed And these new, frequent sparks Serve as litte reminders Of electricity before |
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| What the fuck was I on then? |
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| 01:54am 10/03/2005 |
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3-08-05
This is taxing Each day this isolation drags me Farther into the pitfalls of my mind Where fire rains and demons prod too freely At the soft and caring soul all too often Left unattended It frightens me to say that one day Has left me more to live with than lifetimes Of my days before Though love led me down this path And honor keeps me here I cannot help but wonder If I can clear this from the slate of life Maybe somehow fix what's right Before these demons you will never know Pull me much too deep inside this Hellish hole I call my mind I fight on, This is taxing |
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| 04:05am 08/03/2005 |
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I'll never know until I see Until I stand where I've been before And see what I've never seen These flowers, not automatic, grow Blooming before my eyes in the wildest Sharpest colors ever seen, then They wilt without a trace of beauty Grace gone, lovingly drained With the pigments so honored before I hold them close, the flowers, though They no longer hold their luster Crumbling in my hand A tear falls down my cheek As I remember their shine, never Seen before, or will perhaps again Such things are meant to come and go Reminders of what is and can be But that can't stop me from Remembering their luster, their grace Your shine |
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| Two more! |
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| 01:09pm 07/03/2005 |
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3-07-05
And all I can wish for For each day I live Is forgiveness Situations outside of my control Created problems with-in That I could never fathom Though now I know Perhaps too late I'm left alone with paper, pen And all that I should have done I've loved and lost, then loved As I will again But you my dear friend Who I have failed in so many ways Whom I will always love I can apologize, show the truth ANd wish forever for forgiveness From you
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I never learned to do anything At less than all I can give The smiles turned to bitter looks Are more than proof of that These things I do now So crazy yet so honestly Exactly what I need I never could contain this That flows in me so well SO I write it all down In hopes that someday I can Show you what I see |
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| New Today! |
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| 11:14pm 01/03/2005 |
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A charmer seems a dream But a charmer he does scheme! Weaving a web of intricate lies That you will someday learn to despise! And though the truth he has decieved Many times he's not perceived! As anything but lover's wild Though he's acting as a simple child! He may play your mind at ease Like an infection, a disease! Such foolishness he's always been A charmer's lies will live again! |
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| 09:11am 01/03/2005 |
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03-01-05
Try living with the knowledge That each day I see you You die just a little more My own selfish, self-serving desires Threaten to rip you at your core And for all the love I have for you For everything I feel I cannot, I will not let you go I try and fail, but for me It's never as bad as for you Though this pain rips me to shreds For what I wish I could do for you I know it's second to what you feel As each day I kill you
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I am one man Built not of strength in body But of strength in mind and soul Through foolish it may seem to be In this modern day and age I love strong, live stronger As if in truth I had no choice For what if, come tomorrow I had lost my voice? Thuogh human I am resigned to be And mistakes come with that role I do what I will to live my way Follow my very soul This life may not be easy Troubles will always find me But with my strength, my eyes I will surpass, I will live in love I will be strong I am one man
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I say chase this flame Follow the fires that fill us all Let them flow through you So that you can feel alive
I saw magic not too long ago Eyes of fire that would not quit They led us down a darkened road But no more do they lead And I who never thinks to doubt The moments, nor the flames Fell enchanted by those wild desires That burned us both the same In truth, I never understand it Afraid, I never let it show If again I ever get this chance I'd only let you know Things I once saw beautiful Still drive this fire on Though you have changed, I Still want the fire in your eyes
I say chase this flame Follow the fires that fill us all Let them flow through you So that you can feel alive |
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| 02:58am 17/02/2005 |
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I refuse To be anything but at peace With this world around me now I see it all, I know what's done What I do and take and make Creates things I never wanted Things I never knew Although I might not be happy I may see the pain in my world I may see the pain in others I will be strong. I will not fall I will show all who I really am When someone falls I will catch them As if that was always the case I will live my life as if it matters I will love all around me I will be at peace I am at peace I refuse. |
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| 06:00am 16/02/2005 |
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And I'm still going off the deep end I cannot control what I never hoped to But I'll grasp it strong and flail against the wind I wanted something more than I could handle As I took it, I knew I'd never hold. But my heart it knows no shamble So I run with it again.
Foolish for me to take this now And still profess to you what I Could always have said and never offered What will and what I know is true Some random things to say to you I will not survive such as this unharmed But I will survive. |
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| 05:51am 16/02/2005 |
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And it may not be a fairy tale That has brought us here today It may not stop the world around Or solve all our hidden pains This might not be the things of gods above Like the heavens so far away It's not in books, so I know how it looks But I still fight for my dreams Knowing books are never quite what they seem The heavens so fair, are misrepresented Concoctions of miracles still here on Earth The gods too, of them we are made So though mighty they are, we can be As this world turns, living each day Working harder in every way A fairy tale life we may never have A piece of love we will find out there No fairies, but such strength every day
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In this sleep I'll find the things I've always wanted And though these dreams ring true I will still wake up alone But for what it's worth These things that bring out such confusion Though they are my guides in life What better than a dream to show us Who we want to be? So sleep. |
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| 01:21am 12/02/2005 |
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If for only reasons I in life Couldn't do what it appears that now I can. I will. Know only that I loved a little harder. Flew a little higher, ran a little faster Though in truth You can't kill a fire with gasoline And as I would show to the world You can't live for less than what is No matter the pain, I live No matter the battle, I fight Even if it kills me here and now I know no other way to live, than For what and who I love. I may not be of perfect grain As human i am flawed as most But a part of me is yours For now, for always. Though time Will take its separate way Just a casualty of a heart on a sleeve. A fire flamed with Gasoline. |
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| 03:40am 06/02/2005 |
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These late nights leave me reckless Restless, confused, and lost So much a bearer for my namesake I hardly ever knew myself more Taking from these moments given I run for a bit, hoping this existance Finds me in a better place. Failure seems my only hope. I live this life in brilliance, But just a flicker from fading out Holding what we always dreamed In my palms, as water flows These dreams are empty These flowers painted on With the cheapest decor allowed I urge to you to take what's given Allow yourself a moment for all That could and never will. It is all that we can give to life. It is all I can take. It is all I want. In this moment, this place To know what exists To know all that ever will. To run. |
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| 12:31pm 05/02/2005 |
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In truth it seems my spirit wanes A little more each day And although I fight the good fight I'll never get to stay. I wanted, what appears too much Had hoped for all these things But with surgeon's steel you cut away My self-sufficient dreams
I would survive well on my own I've done it for years before But remembering just what you missed Leaves you wanting more I'm sorry that it went this way That I could not change this place I just live this shallow life Fighting through this race. |
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