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matthew-walsh
matthew-walsh
United States
On some better day when words cannot fail when truth tends to fade and no one seems the same All that i remember is the color of your couch kind of like the universe in some ******** way We're sticking with hesitation nothing and no one can help us now We're ***** and swollen but i promise we will give back all that you own It's strangely deceiving the way that you look at me straight in the eye I can't help but notice how clearly you shift to one side Do you feel elevated? Somehow, maybe
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC
Stink Eye
She choked me this time it falls this time around my head is spinning This thing....you this thing....insecurity it's coming down on our heads Im choking on this aimlessly in all directions guess I'll wander to the sea **** eternity I'll let her choke me I'll let this break me I'm floating on back in the sea your fine light it's white light, like starlight Becomes vacant and lost gets harder to breathe hahahahaha I'm in your sea your fingers are tight around my neck
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Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 8:19 PM UTC
To the Sea
Why don't you take off all that eye can see why don't you peel back one more layer of i Face to the floor mother ****** This is the last thing I hear If the light of sanction is wrapped in golden pillars then we must step back we must step back......and know
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Sep 10, 2015
Sep 10, 2015 at 8:38 PM UTC
Trickster
You have squandered your talents and you opened up the Pandoras's box You are not welcome here stay out of my home stay out of my head It's chilling you just laugh At every stupid remark that comes crashing from your lips Your words are a train wreck Global infestation universal devastation Its over now Hold your tiny **** like a triumphant king I hear you chuckle chuckle at your little friend How can you be so self assured so arrogant with everything a failure I doubt the words that come rolling off of your tounge only fever and poison Your out of touch you have fallen short left us for dead in pool of ***** in bed of lies
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Sep 9, 2015
Sep 9, 2015 at 10:11 PM UTC
King of Fools
I'm drawn near and forced under it's the subject matter that becomes uplifting....??? Empowering, Overwhelming, defeating Only so often will hopelessness come crashing in like the rising tide No point in fighting Well then just sit in silence let it consume the best of you Relax there is no rush this will only make you stronger
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Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 8:46 PM UTC
Long Wait
Maybe one day this will seem like a far off place should say I care, But I can hardly stand I stand still in space Some kind of burden some kind of animal It's too late for so many different reasons And time continues the count down on unflinching clock For as long as we can let us be a tsunami and crash down on everything If only I could stand It's ever wonder why everyone Including I will never lift a finger
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 10:35 PM UTC
Riot Gear
This time it cracks This time it breaks open of crevice and chasm the device is denial Let us horde it all in hope and desperation until it erupts in a bellow wailing, devoid of clarity They disappeared we are not hiding them death is taking all of this from us I guess we shoot for greatness To stupid and numb to fully comprehend even upon arrival wide eyed and dumbfounded Breathe truth on us let us see through the bedlam when truth collides with mess we are in
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Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 10:32 PM UTC
We Shoot 4 greatness???
I look up...fall under depth is shrinking strip apart into string touch it....so cold I beg for sound when I wake honor is still cheap time stops convulse again These scabs, some shine blind as the sun I want to touch the sun pride is reborn Kicked to the ground fit to the ground this mud is mine this mud is all mine
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Sep 2, 2015
Sep 2, 2015 at 9:22 PM UTC
Epilepsy
I felt secure the latch was safely sealed.... from your eyes I felt secure in my latex suit safely packaged so snug and fit The sickness comes quick and creeps up like hungry success have we forgotten so easily distracted it's easy to hide I'll never turn you over
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Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 9:38 PM UTC
Turn Over
This thing chokes inside, and breathes without reason it makes meaning endless it puts an end to the meaningless Through form, and with whisper there lay the gap a hole was punctured with heat and metal Dear Lord.... if i make good with promise maybe You could turn back these days I must own up to all that I have done suture this faithless My faceless disguise I trust You though I know that You are of love the fault is all mine and I will open for You I am among you we are the children of sin the children of sin and repair
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Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 9:47 PM UTC
Children of Sin