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a mirror on the fringes
I think we've met before / Maybe in a dream / Were you just a passer by
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Dec 14, 2013
In The Passion of Love
In the passion of "love" we know no mercy, no sympathy, only what our heart tells us. We cannot listen to the mind when there's emotions involved, we listen only to the blood flow inside our ears. And we smile when everything is wrong and frown when we can't find the words for what isn't right. We've said many things, secrets that only one another now know, dreams and aspirations of futures set forth, and memories of all that we wish we could forget. We say we'll be there forever through the thick & the thin, but in all probability there will be a day when two paths bring a choice and we choose differently. There will be a time when each others name is just a thing of the past, we'll lose touch, we'll lose everything we've had in these "wonder years" the years when we're young and should be care free but instead we worry about tomorrow even though there's no promise of such a thing. We say "goodnight" to ourselves and "good morning" to the same, we walk along, a pawn in a game of trust and misfortune, we think we're different but the truth is; it's all been done before, nothing is original or new. We think the more we stand out the better and the more we blend in the worse - but in actuality it doesn't matter; there's no better, no worse, in fact there's not even a medium. There's just the notion that one person is better than another because of material belongings or even non material belongings. No one person is better or worse than another, no one person can change the world and yet we still wait for that one who can walk on water...
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Jan 28, 2013
Universe 2 - Attempt #9
To the nights, / we watched stars bring life / to the darkness,
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Dec 20, 2012
Nothing But The End
you keep an eye up to the heavens / but you don't ever look for God / and if we talk about religion
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Nov 3, 2012
A World... A World of Turtles
We drown so many hours / of each day / by dreaming with our eyes open.
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Sep 17, 2012
Get The Picture
Read between the lines, / Or decipher the space between ideas? / With a list of idioms on the tongue
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Aug 12, 2012
Kiss The Sky As One
I bet she loves the Moon / just a little more than the Sun / because without the Moon there's no eclipse
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Dec 2, 2011
When We Kissed, It Sparked
I can’t figure how the thought of her / Creeps into my mind / A smile like the crescent moon
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Nov 29, 2011
Weary Feet but Lifted Hearts
They say the world is round / but I've wandered to it's edge. / I've peered into the Heavens
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Oct 22, 2011
The 13th Cycle
We are the demise of man, our own minds and hands have cursed us to what seems like an unfortunate end. A new beginning to an old story re-written throughout the ripples of time, hours forward repeat hours passed as our Earth circles the drain. No different than the Dinosaurs - a forceful reign at the top of the food chain except there's no comet to end our terror. We are the most 'advanced' species on the planet but compared to what are we so advanced? Ourselves? There is no other competition except other cultures from other places but we are all still just men, Human, or more correctly - animals. Bigger brains don't make us more special or from different origins, we all started from the same nothing; and that is where we will all go back to. We are a compelling bunch of intricately compressed molecules claiming to be lords of the world that we are wasting no time destroying.
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Oct 5, 2011
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