colin-wheeler - Hello Poetry

I see people in the mirror I hear voices around my head I see a little guy on my shoulder looking at my head Theres a little heart in my chest looking all red with no set Round shining dots with no twinkle in the sky Bees on flowers with pointy needles seeking honey in my mind Cars of the road never less travelled cause of foot prints there but also... just there Objects of non creation stationed to not hear Notes of words never sung Strings of guitars charging my phone This is the afterlife of creation breaking the peter of where i am

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Aug 5, 2014

Aug 5, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC

Melancholy

I see people in the mirror I hear voices around my head I see a little guy on my shoulder looking at my head Theres a little heart in my chest looking all red with no set Round shining dots with no twinkle in the sky Bees on flowers with pointy needles seeking honey in my mind Cars of the road never less travelled cause of foot prints there but also... just there Objects of non creation stationed to not hear Notes of words never sung Strings of guitars charging my phone This is the afterlife of creation breaking the peter of where i am

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I am justified storing and listening to what I never want to believe I look in the light never to find whats right I don't think theres wrong I don't think theres right **** it I'm out I want to be somewhere but I cant be nowhere I will find my true place in the soul of another place please tell me where I need to be you can never keep up where you should be some cats speak of the unknown glittering on smiles very pretentious Scratching my mind friends makes convey of beliefs of self spoken truths the thing that all do never happy in the religious thought of me I hope to understand the right and wrong of what i do but I'm not ready to listen to anyone but you. I am narcissistic about my face believing I am all that is created but still I don't believe I am the only one that can make it.

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May 19, 2014

May 19, 2014 at 9:14 AM UTC

Only me

I am justified storing and listening to what I never want to believe I look in the light never to find whats right I don't think theres wrong I don't think theres right **** it I'm out I want to be somewhere but I cant be nowhere I will find my true place in the soul of another place please tell me where I need to be you can never keep up where you should be some cats speak of the unknown glittering on smiles very pretentious Scratching my mind friends makes convey of beliefs of self spoken truths the thing that all do never happy in the religious thought of me I hope to understand the right and wrong of what i do but I'm not ready to listen to anyone but you. I am narcissistic about my face believing I am all that is created but still I don't believe I am the only one that can make it.

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Where do i come from where do I belong some mattering words shouting all along You and them can remember the song of a little young I walk into the sunset of troubling This wrong shallow vows of guitars sounding of pages managing the young one but where do I come from what did I do to belong in the madness of the rich young world Talk like a toddler speak like a grown up Just shut the **** up Where do i get the kick from where do I belong Nothingness of darkness to fulfillment of light seek the black devil into the shattering saturday night Sometimes theres a voice of judgement to pineapple trees to make me sit and regret So where did i fight the almighty king of a walrus fight

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Apr 15, 2014

Apr 15, 2014 at 6:46 PM UTC

I belong

Where do i come from where do I belong some mattering words shouting all along You and them can remember the song of a little young I walk into the sunset of troubling This wrong shallow vows of guitars sounding of pages managing the young one but where do I come from what did I do to belong in the madness of the rich young world Talk like a toddler speak like a grown up Just shut the **** up Where do i get the kick from where do I belong Nothingness of darkness to fulfillment of light seek the black devil into the shattering saturday night Sometimes theres a voice of judgement to pineapple trees to make me sit and regret So where did i fight the almighty king of a walrus fight

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I see people in the mirror I hear voices around my head I see a little guy on my shoulder looking at my head Theres a little heart in my chest looking all red with no set Round shining dots with no twinkle in the sky Bees on flowers with pointy needles seeking honey in my mind Cars of the road never less travelled cause of foot prints there but also... just there Objects of non creation stationed to not hear Notes of words never sung Strings of guitars charging my phone This is the afterlife of creation breaking the peter of where i am.

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Apr 15, 2014

Apr 15, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC

Where I am

I see people in the mirror I hear voices around my head I see a little guy on my shoulder looking at my head Theres a little heart in my chest looking all red with no set Round shining dots with no twinkle in the sky Bees on flowers with pointy needles seeking honey in my mind Cars of the road never less travelled cause of foot prints there but also... just there Objects of non creation stationed to not hear Notes of words never sung Strings of guitars charging my phone This is the afterlife of creation breaking the peter of where i am.

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It was all around but never made a sound looking at us but never to be found The majestic forest seeking for no ground but broken trees all around Put us in a place where white horses can not tread but speak to you in a hefty speck all the leaves and branches touching your mind Whispering the ultimate unwind freaking out freaking out freaking out Im in a place the secret majestic but never el Dorado world of places sticks in my mind in my mind in my mind Heaven the place of hell The majestic world All in your spell .

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Nov 19, 2013

Nov 19, 2013 at 7:25 PM UTC

Tree of sound

It was all around but never made a sound looking at us but never to be found The majestic forest seeking for no ground but broken trees all around Put us in a place where white horses can not tread but speak to you in a hefty speck all the leaves and branches touching your mind Whispering the ultimate unwind freaking out freaking out freaking out Im in a place the secret majestic but never el Dorado world of places sticks in my mind in my mind in my mind Heaven the place of hell The majestic world All in your spell .

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The simple times has come to an end Show reality the concept Flowing like water in a tap We are all lost in religion the belief of nothing but all today We all want to believe in pills to stay Making us better to succumb day by day Screeching noises on black boards all to stay Forgotten memories walking to a moving tray keep on singing through the bark The dreamer stays out in the light for never seeing the real dark the light makes it seem forever a sight God makes me need someone Face my guilty conscience religiously On my pillow the world seek nothing yellow creek slipping my name Setting up green feathers Up around my head Do I matter all that I say Mind blowing me all the way Trust the people in my head everyday They are better off helping me all the way Without them I'm just another ordinary fiend I will make you my real life friend Without trying to hold you with a knife Simple things are made to be found Your hand in my life All I want is for my partner to understand : Our journey is only starting now

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Oct 15, 2013

Oct 15, 2013 at 8:25 PM UTC

STARTING NOW

The simple times has come to an end Show reality the concept Flowing like water in a tap We are all lost in religion the belief of nothing but all today We all want to believe in pills to stay Making us better to succumb day by day Screeching noises on black boards all to stay Forgotten memories walking to a moving tray keep on singing through the bark The dreamer stays out in the light for never seeing the real dark the light makes it seem forever a sight God makes me need someone Face my guilty conscience religiously On my pillow the world seek nothing yellow creek slipping my name Setting up green feathers Up around my head Do I matter all that I say Mind blowing me all the way Trust the people in my head everyday They are better off helping me all the way Without them I'm just another ordinary fiend I will make you my real life friend Without trying to hold you with a knife Simple things are made to be found Your hand in my life All I want is for my partner to understand : Our journey is only starting now

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Running through the daisy wind No dust only setting a trend Blowing me away with thunder lightning Smokes fly over and over again Dreams running around blowing in the wind Getting me to places without a hint Hands pointing the way to the stars Quickly fading away by light bars They try to figure me being my way I am more a simple conscious stay

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Oct 10, 2013

Oct 10, 2013 at 7:10 PM UTC

Unique

Running through the daisy wind No dust only setting a trend Blowing me away with thunder lightning Smokes fly over and over again Dreams running around blowing in the wind Getting me to places without a hint Hands pointing the way to the stars Quickly fading away by light bars They try to figure me being my way I am more a simple conscious stay

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why speak to me mr. Wind are your definition a question cold reading with lamps of dust touching my face but never to trust ****** up faces brigting up my day singing songs around wine touching my way over the hill sea red flowers forming daisies all the way come back mr. Wind I enjoyed your company today.

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Oct 6, 2013

Oct 6, 2013 at 9:45 PM UTC

Daisy Wind

why speak to me mr. Wind are your definition a question cold reading with lamps of dust touching my face but never to trust ****** up faces brigting up my day singing songs around wine touching my way over the hill sea red flowers forming daisies all the way come back mr. Wind I enjoyed your company today.

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Is it normal spying on planes waving zero my life is acting out by civil trenches are my shoes walking around us ash around my mouth speak inside the chances growing wild into a god I will take you to my trophy That is just me Letting it be

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Oct 1, 2013

Oct 1, 2013 at 12:17 PM UTC

Free minded

Is it normal spying on planes waving zero my life is acting out by civil trenches are my shoes walking around us ash around my mouth speak inside the chances growing wild into a god I will take you to my trophy That is just me Letting it be

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The ceilings are getting closer the words are getting stronger what is this position where this is happening start writing on the walls just say some word any words just as much as you like but it can never stop the walls and ceilings are closing inside us just draw of write do what ever you like never leave it simple the oceans will free music has no face I'm getting dragged around the walls with their taunting voices someone is there looking now here quick write my sentence to complain Where did the sun start doing this all I see is black with show jumping trees In the forests something is ripping steel that person lyrics would help we we will get to the point of this mother ****** Playing us all along leave me now and get someone else I must write in between spaces all the time and then I get followed by those pitches Letters around these simple walls covering the shelter for us but always complaining to write on us It doesn't want to stop my finger are typing anything my mind want to maybe the walls aren't doing much we should just ask them for permission to write on them just for a couple of days without braking our generation ways stop that circles cant be perfect I will take over and show you how that should be done Start at one and end by the other one Braking sane I'm confused wow this is playing my mind in a million ways over and over up and around spinning spinning convulsion

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Sep 8, 2013

Sep 8, 2013 at 6:42 PM UTC

Ceiling love

The ceilings are getting closer the words are getting stronger what is this position where this is happening start writing on the walls just say some word any words just as much as you like but it can never stop the walls and ceilings are closing inside us just draw of write do what ever you like never leave it simple the oceans will free music has no face I'm getting dragged around the walls with their taunting voices someone is there looking now here quick write my sentence to complain Where did the sun start doing this all I see is black with show jumping trees In the forests something is ripping steel that person lyrics would help we we will get to the point of this mother ****** Playing us all along leave me now and get someone else I must write in between spaces all the time and then I get followed by those pitches Letters around these simple walls covering the shelter for us but always complaining to write on us It doesn't want to stop my finger are typing anything my mind want to maybe the walls aren't doing much we should just ask them for permission to write on them just for a couple of days without braking our generation ways stop that circles cant be perfect I will take over and show you how that should be done Start at one and end by the other one Braking sane I'm confused wow this is playing my mind in a million ways over and over up and around spinning spinning convulsion

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