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Andrew Gelant Aug 2016
We were all so alive when we made it
Now all so dead and frustrated.
Deathbed,  from a life you are hiding
Better of dead than faking and vibing.

Rather like a layer in my spherical soul.
Dooms day hit me hard like Chris jerico.
Skating in the eve let's go,
I love you, no I don't take it slow.
I'm happy, no im not - hello,
What's up with your bacterial soul?
Dissociative much?  Hell no
Bipolar maybe then? Dude woah!

Thinking of a status quo,
I really should stop rhyming for my soul will depart to another world
Maybe with a girl that would send me texts when she wants to without me asking her.
But it's all in our dreams
Just another reason to escape out reality
Think about your prayers before you sleep
Make them colourful and love hard like a dinosaur.
#Confusion #love #melancholia
Andrew Gelant Aug 2016
Life is so easy
The Sands remain still

Perfect people are always happy
Their minds keep firmly distilled

Flowers, floral love is given

Seasons,
people speak like culminating seasoning
Over a *** roast of easiness

Freely the world trollips like fearless like impalas in the evening

Not aware of depth,
Dimensioning

Clueless of the mind

It's meanings
#sadness #philosophy #love
Andrew Gelant Aug 2016
Passion is so lovely from a person that you love.
Flowers flowing through your mind directly from above.

Compassion is so,
Much...
From an entity unknown ,
For In another realm too much of it was shown.

The Mind is abyss when the feelings are pathetic.
The feelings are invisible and attractions are magnetic.

Two Bonds within my soul Give
Signs I cannot show.
Are the aspects of my mind really important to know?
Andrew Gelant Aug 2016
White benches, torque wrenches
And a little love from me.
See my soul or **** it using existential creeds.
They did,
They used magic to gain what their fate had sealed
Twisted and crushed and gained eternal fields.

Flaming fiery feuds boiling deep within my soul.
Attractive and repulsive electrons sparking it to gold.
"I am the alchemist,
Behold
led-based souls that turn to gold which I, too had foretold"

Love is not as basic as the colours of the night.
Love is warm, not quick to frighten, it mentally delights.

Feelings are strong, so is love the infinite ration.
Connections, attractions from persons of compassion.
Andrew Gelant Jun 2016
The wind blows and I go with it 
Your love flows simultaneously in an exhibit
Of heartbreaks and sounds 
In which this bond seems to be bound 

Your eyes define nothing 
But your heart defines clouds 
Of  everlasting showers, above 
Is where we will find our never-ending love
Andrew Gelant Jun 2016
Violets of Violet colour reminiscing in the livelihood of the day,  impossible to appear astrayed from each other as they live and grow,  they may.

Each pigment of nature abandons each other at a time,
times which past but years go by.

With water and rays they might Persist In growing,
blindly they dying in their infertile habitat without knowing
Andrew Gelant Jun 2016
im glad, no im sad
Im missing you badly
Almost like a Bradley when he's not home but that's still happy
Because mostly he's underwater with his thoughts in abyss.
With my mind full of bliss I sit and I just
Conjure things,  ponder things
Summon, yes  im conjuring
Rotten feels like cotton in the fire
While it's burning..it's my feelings.
It's what I feel when I sit beside the jetty..or the beach.

Sometimes you just can't love the streets
In London at midnight
You just have to stay happy with what you keep
Because what you withhold is generally what you tend to be
A Reincarnation of the sea

Because of height and momentum Because of height and momentum
Makes the world a little dim
Makes it cold before it spins
Because of height and momentum And a little bit of gin
Makes you dim before you win
Floral soul Bleeding in him
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