m-lane - Hello Poetry

I walked along the rough and rugged road Traveled farther than the walking dead Bearing the heaviest, the worst of loads My hands are strong; forever stained with red And carrying the burden of the **** That I committed; seared into my mind Reminding me that one day I'll fulfill The contract with death that remains unsigned And as I step into his cold embrace Death releases me from my tightening chain No longer apart of the living race Once again I see the man that I have slain And as I flow into the deadly dances I know at last that I am out of chances

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:16 PM UTC

Contract With Death

I walked along the rough and rugged road Traveled farther than the walking dead Bearing the heaviest, the worst of loads My hands are strong; forever stained with red And carrying the burden of the **** That I committed; seared into my mind Reminding me that one day I'll fulfill The contract with death that remains unsigned And as I step into his cold embrace Death releases me from my tightening chain No longer apart of the living race Once again I see the man that I have slain And as I flow into the deadly dances I know at last that I am out of chances

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When I was at the scene, A man perishing at my feet, Yet nothing could be done. Ignorance was on my side. A man perishing at my feet, A curtain of water separated him from me, Ignorance was on my side, In the aftermath I imagine him choking, gasping for my help. A curtain of water separated him from me, I couldn't see him, I couldn't hear him, In the aftermath I imagine him choking, gasping for my help, In the moment he and I had drowned in my innocence. I couldn't see him, I couldn't hear him, He called to me, but his voice was one I was destined never to hear. In the moment he and I were drowning in my innocence. Waves pounded the distant shore, solitude and silence in their clamor. He called to me, but his voice was one I was destined never to hear, I had been the only presence, his only hope. Waves pounded the distant shore, solitude and silence in their clamor. If I was his hope, did I **** him? I had been the only presence, his only hope. Later I was to learn of his death. If I was his hope, did I **** him? Does his ****** hang on my soul? Later I was to learn of his death, The death of a man whose name and face I will never know. Does his ****** hang on my soul? Will my life forever be tied to his? The death of a man whose name and face I will never know, The pain of my actions will remain painted on my mind. Will my life forever be tied to his? I changed my life that day, and stole another's. The pain of my actions will remain painted on my mind, Like abstract shapes dancing in my eyes. I changed my life that day, and stole another's, When I was at the scene.

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:15 PM UTC

Crime Scene

When I was at the scene, A man perishing at my feet, Yet nothing could be done. Ignorance was on my side. A man perishing at my feet, A curtain of water separated him from me, Ignorance was on my side, In the aftermath I imagine him choking, gasping for my help. A curtain of water separated him from me, I couldn't see him, I couldn't hear him, In the aftermath I imagine him choking, gasping for my help, In the moment he and I had drowned in my innocence. I couldn't see him, I couldn't hear him, He called to me, but his voice was one I was destined never to hear. In the moment he and I were drowning in my innocence. Waves pounded the distant shore, solitude and silence in their clamor. He called to me, but his voice was one I was destined never to hear, I had been the only presence, his only hope. Waves pounded the distant shore, solitude and silence in their clamor. If I was his hope, did I **** him? I had been the only presence, his only hope. Later I was to learn of his death. If I was his hope, did I **** him? Does his ****** hang on my soul? Later I was to learn of his death, The death of a man whose name and face I will never know. Does his ****** hang on my soul? Will my life forever be tied to his? The death of a man whose name and face I will never know, The pain of my actions will remain painted on my mind. Will my life forever be tied to his? I changed my life that day, and stole another's. The pain of my actions will remain painted on my mind, Like abstract shapes dancing in my eyes. I changed my life that day, and stole another's, When I was at the scene.

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I'm going. Going fast. Fast running. Running hard. Hard work. Work as hard as I will for you. You laugh. Laugh as you may, I'm not alone. Alone is something I am not. Not scared. Scared of nothing. Nothing important enough. Enough to **** me? Me, who's death is intimate? Yes.

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:14 PM UTC

Laugh As You May

I'm going. Going fast. Fast running. Running hard. Hard work. Work as hard as I will for you. You laugh. Laugh as you may, I'm not alone. Alone is something I am not. Not scared. Scared of nothing. Nothing important enough. Enough to **** me? Me, who's death is intimate? Yes.

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The clocks hands shift, Shortening my life. Yet dulling my pain. For my shoulders carry everything, That none would lift. I have seen much strife, And such has become my bane. The tick of the seconds past, yet my ears still ring.

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC

Seconds Past

The clocks hands shift, Shortening my life. Yet dulling my pain. For my shoulders carry everything, That none would lift. I have seen much strife, And such has become my bane. The tick of the seconds past, yet my ears still ring.

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In order to write, you must have a soul. You must heat that soul in emotion. Until it bubbles, bright white hot. You must then pour the emotion into an endless string of words. And watch as they harden into history.

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:13 PM UTC

Bright White Hot

In order to write, you must have a soul. You must heat that soul in emotion. Until it bubbles, bright white hot. You must then pour the emotion into an endless string of words. And watch as they harden into history.

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When the stars fall from the heavens They burn up in our sky Leaving a cold, twinkling flake If you stretch out your hand, they dissolve into nothing They land in your hair and shimmer on your clothing When they touch the ground they leave an endless carpet of white If you look closely, you can see they all have millions of colors inside them And they all have different patterns for beauty They are called snowflakes.

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:11 PM UTC

Patterns For Beauty

When the stars fall from the heavens They burn up in our sky Leaving a cold, twinkling flake If you stretch out your hand, they dissolve into nothing They land in your hair and shimmer on your clothing When they touch the ground they leave an endless carpet of white If you look closely, you can see they all have millions of colors inside them And they all have different patterns for beauty They are called snowflakes.

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Grab on. On the journey we must take. Take nothing. Nothing will be there. There, where time unravels. Unravels our lives. Lives that can be lived again. Again and again, we take the journey. Journey to love. Love what you must, but leave it at home. Home is where we will head after. After we show them time. Time lasts forever. Forever is our love. Love that has been unraveled, and sewn back together. Together forever. Forever. Forever. Forever it goes on. On the journey we must take.

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:10 PM UTC

Unraveled

Grab on. On the journey we must take. Take nothing. Nothing will be there. There, where time unravels. Unravels our lives. Lives that can be lived again. Again and again, we take the journey. Journey to love. Love what you must, but leave it at home. Home is where we will head after. After we show them time. Time lasts forever. Forever is our love. Love that has been unraveled, and sewn back together. Together forever. Forever. Forever. Forever it goes on. On the journey we must take.

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I am brave. But it helps when you are brave for me. I am beautiful. But I am more beautiful with you next to me. I am strong. But I am stronger when you hold me up. I am kind. But I'm kinder when I'm in your arms. I can be scared. But I am less so with you near. I hold on. But my grip is tighter with you holding on too. I can stand up for myself. But it's good to have you on my side too. I love you. But it's easier when you love me too.

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:10 PM UTC

I Am...But With You

I am brave. But it helps when you are brave for me. I am beautiful. But I am more beautiful with you next to me. I am strong. But I am stronger when you hold me up. I am kind. But I'm kinder when I'm in your arms. I can be scared. But I am less so with you near. I hold on. But my grip is tighter with you holding on too. I can stand up for myself. But it's good to have you on my side too. I love you. But it's easier when you love me too.

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I stared into the sky. But the stars didn't tell me anything. Like you told me. You told me they wouldn't whisper. But the stars didn't tell me anything. Like you told me. You told me they wouldn't whisper. But I didn't believe you. Like you told me. You told me they wouldn't whisper. But I didn't believe you. So I stared into the stars anyways. You told me they wouldn't whisper. But I didn't believe you. So I stared into the stars anyways. I reached out my hand like I could touch them. But I didn't believe you. So I stared into the stars anyways. I reached out my hand like I could touch them. I felt their heat on my fingers. So I stared into the stars anyways. I reached out my hand like I could touch them. I felt their heat on my fingers. But I knew I was too far away. I reached out my hand like I could touch them. I felt their heat on my fingers. But I knew I was too far away. Too far away for me to touch you. I felt their heat on my fingers. But I knew I was too far away. Too far away for me to touch you. And that seemed to hurt my heart. But I knew I was too far away. Too far away for me to touch you. And that seemed to hurt my heart. It hurt that I couldn't reach you. Too far away for me to touch you. And that seemed to hurt my heart. It hurt that I couldn't reach you. So I looked up. And that seemed to hurt my heart. It hurt that I couldn't reach you. So I looked up. I stared into the sky. It hurt that I couldn't reach you. So I looked up. I stared into the sky. But the stars didn't tell me anything. So I looked up. I stared into the sky. But the stars didn't tell me anything. Like you told me. I stared into the sky. But the stars didn't tell me anything. Like you told me. You told me they wouldn't whisper.

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:09 PM UTC

I Looked Up

I stared into the sky. But the stars didn't tell me anything. Like you told me. You told me they wouldn't whisper. But the stars didn't tell me anything. Like you told me. You told me they wouldn't whisper. But I didn't believe you. Like you told me. You told me they wouldn't whisper. But I didn't believe you. So I stared into the stars anyways. You told me they wouldn't whisper. But I didn't believe you. So I stared into the stars anyways. I reached out my hand like I could touch them. But I didn't believe you. So I stared into the stars anyways. I reached out my hand like I could touch them. I felt their heat on my fingers. So I stared into the stars anyways. I reached out my hand like I could touch them. I felt their heat on my fingers. But I knew I was too far away. I reached out my hand like I could touch them. I felt their heat on my fingers. But I knew I was too far away. Too far away for me to touch you. I felt their heat on my fingers. But I knew I was too far away. Too far away for me to touch you. And that seemed to hurt my heart. But I knew I was too far away. Too far away for me to touch you. And that seemed to hurt my heart. It hurt that I couldn't reach you. Too far away for me to touch you. And that seemed to hurt my heart. It hurt that I couldn't reach you. So I looked up. And that seemed to hurt my heart. It hurt that I couldn't reach you. So I looked up. I stared into the sky. It hurt that I couldn't reach you. So I looked up. I stared into the sky. But the stars didn't tell me anything. So I looked up. I stared into the sky. But the stars didn't tell me anything. Like you told me. I stared into the sky. But the stars didn't tell me anything. Like you told me. You told me they wouldn't whisper.

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I see the world all around me. But if I reach out to touch it, I'm afraid it will just disappear. Vanish away from my fingertips. That reach out in curiosity. If I reach out, Will the world disappear? Hiding it's secrets from me. When all I want to know is... Do I exist? Or am I as false as the clouds above me?

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Jan 5, 2013

Jan 5, 2013 at 9:07 PM UTC

False As The Clouds

I see the world all around me. But if I reach out to touch it, I'm afraid it will just disappear. Vanish away from my fingertips. That reach out in curiosity. If I reach out, Will the world disappear? Hiding it's secrets from me. When all I want to know is... Do I exist? Or am I as false as the clouds above me?

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