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chase-lenhart
American
Confusing yet intriguing That one with emerald eyes Putting a smile on my face These feelings of humanity Unfamiliar to this automated robot I’ve known you a short time The 4th wall unbroken for now brick by brick, day by day revealing what lies on the other side follow the yellow road in your eyes, Off to Oz
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Jul 18, 2010
Jul 18, 2010 at 2:59 AM UTC
To Oz
I wish I understand the way that I feel Missing you after all this time You broke my heart and beat me down There were days I felt I couldn’t move The warmth once granted by your presence Turned to icy chill in your absence Inside my chest a dull sound resounds You strung me up and pulled me along Empty promises, I swallowed them whole I stood by silently as you made me dance Like putty in your hand you shaped me Changing me to follow your selfish agenda Falsely supported by your steady hand I played foolishly along Then you cut my strings and I fell to the floor Motionless I lied for days A misfit toy with no owner A depiction of human character
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Jul 16, 2010
Jul 16, 2010 at 1:03 PM UTC
The Marionette's Heart
Everyone staring, a colorful figure enters the room Standing silent, in anticipation they wait The man starts to dance, his feet clad with bells The court gets what they want A painted smile hides not the sorrow of this man Unnoticed and shunned the show goes on He must twirl and he must spin The court must stay amused His highness yells “more” over the roar of the crowd The fool’s sweat and tears trickle upon the cold ground Endless mocking and taunting this man must endure The court always demanding Panicking and nervous, what to do next A tumble, a flip, round and round it goes, day after day Muscles tired, heart weakened The court presses further The player tires and stumbles, hitting the ground Its demanded he rises, tries with no avail A soul can only take so much before giving in The court stands staring Broken body, exhausted spirit The fool lays like the stage on which he performed The court uncaring, waiting Next show soon to begin.
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Jul 8, 2010
Jul 8, 2010 at 11:53 AM UTC
The Fools Ballad
Hollowed out, unsure of self the void that still remains no light shines here my shadow gone a dismal sense of self a ledge to stand,a lengthy fall knees tremble,breath still I cling A jutting rock,dare to climb limb extended,..muscles strain a foothold here,a slender rim air around me slightly stirs breath returns,..weariness fades a glimmer in the dark ascend i try with hope set in my being less like lead flicker intensifies,..approaching now i climb with ease hand and foot set solidly in hand out to grab warmth felt in my hand rock slip,boulder crumble .....I Fall.
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Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 10:06 AM UTC
Brink
I Visualize the paper With its spaces and lines A gateway to secrets and facts kept inside Each blank filling with an ink-fueled thought The void spaces engulfed as my conscious mind wanders. Switching places with the paper My lines bone and flesh Instead of ink im filled with incandescent thought The ideas however the paper has stolen My out of body essence In plain sight for all to see The paper a Vampire Sunk its razored teeth into me But instead of the crimson I do not bleed All that spews out A written version of me
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Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 10:04 AM UTC
Thirst for Passion
A twist of fate The light shines through Wondering in this unfamiliar land I scan my surroundings Vibrant with color and life Thoughts and hopes once so far Now within my reach These moments forever suspended in time A freeze frame image of all I’ve ever wanted No longer held by doubt I walk this land once only a child’s dream No longer breathless in a sea of stress I conquer the trials set before The world’s weight lifted from Atlas’s shoulders I tread with ease The flowing water of uncertainty now crystal clear in my mind’s eye This circulating warmth one blocked by dismays icy grip The new days light glowing brighter with each routines cycle Eyes focused on the horizon ahead Alone I do not trek Side by side with others we travel A feeling of inner harmony sounds Each providing their own tone and rhythm Underscored by this place Combined into a rich melody These elements resonate echoing from wall to wall Spreading like a crimson wildfire Others are called to join in on the journey All leaving gloom behind, as the radiance fills in
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Jul 7, 2010
Jul 7, 2010 at 10:00 AM UTC
Finally There