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Baggage within
      trappings of illusions,
love packed away
  in neat little compartments
gathering cobwebs at
     makeshift improvisations,
dusting intermittently
      if by chance a light
           should shine,
never wholly untangling
    the snare
mid a labyrinth of
      transparent entrapment,  
as violin strings continue
      to unlatch the same old key
 Aug 2015 Adam Childs
Poetic T
Lifeless husk of ink, never given the
Want needed. Depleted of thought,
Cadence forced upon a baited white.

Weary of words, alas oblivion awaits
As your light flickers in stagnation.
Rigor mortis lifeless words inked.
 Aug 2015 Adam Childs
Poetic T
luminous degrades
onyx absorbs all essence
beauty in nothing
 Aug 2015 Adam Childs
Poetic T
lights descend earthwards
charred essences, life's remnant
Onyx snowflakes fall
You wake up each morning feeling like you don't fit in
you believe no one really understands you
half of you is missing from the world
people find you weird and strange
you find them boring.
You're not alone

You don't have many friends
you never go to parties
a psychiatrist would probably lock you away
you feel lonely surrounded by billions
you feel you will die with no one in your life
You're not alone

It doesn't matter what others think
it doesn't matter if no one gets you
because my friend
you're not alone
 Aug 2015 Adam Childs
Poetic T
Crimson silk, it was warmth of life, a fleeting
Moment in my hands. Then it was cold and all
Was as before, my heart was as still as the now
Paused in moments of ecstasy and regrets.

Their life was as water, I could let it drain through
My fingers or keep it beating in a heart that
Could contain its emotion as tears feel empty
On my vacant sentiment.

Eyes meet a if to see a soul that  was just black,
I stared in to there soul emerald green, i could
Lie in there soul. But that was another time,
Now I wipe the knife wiping the remnants
Of their  now bleak and empty shell.
Written by Bad Baby*

When I look up above the sky
I see you paint it as you fly
With lines of poison that you trew
You take away my skies of blue

And when it rains it falls on me
The leaves, the trees, we die you see
Why do you **** us from up above?
Down here on earth
there's so much LOVE

They're not your skies
to take the blue
I told The Father, He always knew
So now, you know, you cannot hide

For what you sprayed up in my sky


Bad Baby
(C) 8/6/2015

Posted by SoulSurvivor
What is written about above is called
"Chem trailing". The funny long clouds that the planes leave that seem to STAY? Those are not natural.
Not to be confused with "com trails"
which are vapor trails from jets.
Chem trailing is done specifically to
Poison our atmosphere. The NWO
wants to **** billions of people.
So the population is down to
"manageable proportions"
Nice, huh?

I've written about Bad Baby before.
She is a Freedom Fighter.
She exposes the TRUTH of what is
happening in this country.
She is paying a terrible price.
Her neighbors are irradiating her
with advanced Military Grade
microwave technology.

Sound crazy? This is exactly what the
people behind the Targeted Individual "program" want you to think. There IS A PROGRAM. A list.
Like Schindler's list in reverse. And
once you are placed on it for whatever reason you are slowly tortured... to death.

Now you are probably telling yourself "this can't be happening"
Go to "Fight for our Freedom Radio"
You will find Bad Baby's site.
Download some of her shows
and you'll see why she is being
Targeted so forcefully.

She is very sick now. She may not be
with us much longer. Even her dogs
are sick from the microwaves.

PRAYERS AND GOOD THOUGHTS
ARE APPRECIATED!!!
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