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Brenten Hargrove Feb 2012
Malice and Contempt on the faces of astomatous men,
Encroaching
Scratching on footsteps they glide.
Outstretched limbs attached to husks of Decadent Skin,
Floating,
The spectres golden oblong shaped eyes.
Yet still I witness the bodies of enlightened men Entombed...
What figures will be left to divide?
They poisoned any hope of asomatous redemption
This acidic virus will erode away at all time...
Brenten Hargrove Feb 2012
Z
We can flit about in inexhaustible
fury and the fervor of life is ours.
Entranced between the gates of conciousness and
natures infinite lust for possibilities .
With wings strectched beyond  broad skies
antenna sense vibrations
we glide gathering energy from the sun, a driving force throughout the wood.
Sudden gravity and I can no longer glide
Was
this contemplation an act to enervate the minds restlessness?
Or am i a faculty in some other life forms rest?
Z cant find the answer to the shade of his wings
but the truth is in unique percieved reality
Brenten Hargrove Feb 2012
She is the water bearing spirit
near the lake at night
Combine this mild duality
to trickle down and decide.

What trusty steed to ride upon
What unwritten creed to follow through
To follow a path rarely walked along
with such blessings from a single few.

A connection split by folicles
Words spoke and motions methodical
Cherished cohabitation and
an Astonishing Conflugration
That rewards our Versimilitude
with love.

My four hands can guide you
my steady minds can show
Though i carry less than water
My true passion is to grow.

My mild to frank multiplicity
Your Bold and cautious stance
to consumate our loves authenticity
I'll, for you, rarely take this chance.
Brenten Hargrove Feb 2012
i know the culprit ive made the mistakes
but i wouldnt have it any other way
i know its late
move on
I know the solution
I know who to blame
But if you wont have me or even look my way
i know its late move on
maybe i can wish you away
Maybe i can accept defeat
maybe i can wish you away
But that just wouldn't be me
Apparently nothing
the lies, i admit were made for this specifically
this is what I wanted it to be
Force your hand and made me see
Destiny in your mind at least
you were so easy to deceive
apparently nothing
I am the culprit iv'e made the mistakes
But i wouldn't plan it any other way
Everyone saw all along
but if you would let me
it wouldn't have gone this far
I know its late move on
And maybe you will see me again
But who knows how right i'll be
Maybe you will see me again
But thats something i cant concieve
And that just wouldnt be me.
Everyone knew all along
Brenten Hargrove Feb 2012
Just tell me that its what it seems
And if its what it seems
Just tell me you wont take a shot
Just tell me that its all a
game
Oh i think its a
shame
You wont give up your chance to play
Just tell me you want it a lot
well i guess not
No one bothers
just give it all that you have got
well i guess thats a lot
no one will remember

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