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 Dec 2015 Meg
SøułSurvivør
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crystal ships
on turquoise seas
bring my love
to me
to me

dancing dolphins
laugh and talk
but they can't bring
my lover
back

for all the
dollars in the sand
I cannot feel
his strong
soft
hand

for
crystal ships
on seas of gold
have taken him
to the
isle
of
souls



SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/2/2015
you lied to me
so very many times
i forgive you
for i can see inside you
and the pain that burns there
horrible wounds incurred
as an innocent child
please understand these truths
i am afraid for you
i am not judging you
i will not desert you
i will always be here
and i love the real you
but i have my rights too
and at this painful time
i need respect and truth
and solitude
Choka
 Dec 2015 Meg
MOTV
In a blink of an eye, it was done
    The cost of souls the Earth has spun

Death upon an uneager heart
     Clause was signed by Death, oh what an art

It's quick, painless, at the time shameless, maiming, and brainless
Rude awakening.

At the very hour of death do you think they know?

Will they cower?
Will they stress?
Will their bodies glow like a ghost?

At the final thought of when they reminisce
Looking at their past existence
Will they understand their fault in the plan
Understand they had every moment in there hand

Realize that if there was a miss, it was oneself that didn't train to block the hit, didn't plot enough to dodge the grip, didn't get heighten to understand that evil exist, didn't realise that materializing got your brain chained like a slave being whipped.
We a trip
for worshipping them idols
stay idle
they say scram out the brain!
keep em dead and dumb
stay idle
everything will be okay
don't move worthless one
the time has come mkay


In a mist of the moment
as it clouds over my head,
I am my own opponent,
every moment,
every moment,
that I sure did not hope to miss,
was my own fault,
falling into doubt

&

stupid idol worshipping,
whether it is something so easy
as playing games

or

  studying for some dumb degree,
or learning how to draw,
for art has infatuated me

even at the moment where I could land a job,
I don't take it
I just leave it

then

I cry cause I ain't owning any of these mobs
of cash
fat stacks

****!

I wish I had that
a dream like all man
who work the land
that we plunder so much
what is the purpose?
why are we on this crust?
what a bunch of greedy *****!

****!

I am out again I need a blunt....
 Dec 2015 Meg
Traveler
When the sound of gunfire
Is followed by a stinging bullet
Perhaps we should have done more...
 Dec 2015 Meg
M
Do you ever say things that make you cry?
Do you listen to music that changes your life?
Do you dive deep into the depths of thought?
For a second, have you had remorse?
Have you ever decided you were wrong?
Have you changed your mind?
Are you that scared of yourself that you have blanked your own mind,
numbed your own heart for fear of what it would tell you?
Have you ever sat alone and thought about your future?
Have you ever looked at someone and told them the truth?
Have you ever walked by yourself and felt horribly lonely?
Why don't you tell someone?
Have you ever sat on a roof and watched the stars, not just for the aesthetic?
Have you ever felt in your core who you really are?
Have you ever screamed for joy?
Have you ever cried for hardly any reason?
Do you have songs that make you feel small?
Who would you live for?
Who would you die for?
Have you ever thought about that?
inspired by lyrics to Live and Die by the Avett Brothers. "Can you tell that I'm alive? Let me prove it to you." Alive and good are things that should both be experienced and shown to others. What the world needs is people that have come alive.
 Dec 2015 Meg
L
12/1
 Dec 2015 Meg
L
You gave me a bottle of lavender even though you knew I hated it.
I only opened it twice - when I received it and that night.
I found that bottle last night, hidden away in dark corners.
The minute I opened it, I regretted it.
The once sweet smell was putrid.
I coughed and heaved and felt tears ***** my eyes.
No. Please no.
...
Never again. Never.
The memory passed and I saw red.  
I gripped the tiny bottle until my knuckles turned white.
With power I didn't know I had, I threw that bottle at the wall.
It shattered, just like everything else...
So I opened my window and let the world know of your sin.
Someone told me I shouldn't let hate overrun my heart
But I'd rather hate you than show you the pity you think you deserve.

**
Leigh
Every approachable Dawn bears testament as Earths recipients receive blessings ad infinitum , at love , universe and oceans continuum .. Aphrodite adorns the coming day with tokens of warmth be it ray of hope or tears of joy .. Lux expectat vos munid !
Copyright December 1 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
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