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                                                                   dream lover
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Walk with me child

The years may seem

Way too big  a thing
Way too hard a story

Something too heavy
For us to carry

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But come child

Talk to me

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Tell me of loveliness

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Show me the mingling

Of fear and glory

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Tell me

All of your Names

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The cities are on fire

The structures are crumbling

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See the People

don't look into their Eyes !!

There only is PRISON

In their minds

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Movin on

Gathering

Possibilities in everyone's life

Our own mystique

Let us survive

On into the light

For its own sake

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Walk with me
Talk to me

Dear sweet child

Into Eternity

To set things right

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TROLL : ( one who tries to control the narrative and bend it toward some desired end ---- destructive for the naive reader / most often used to describe implanted government operatives )

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VULTURES :

Feeding off youthful innocence and uncertainty

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Most of the poets here seem to be TROLLS

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The debasement of youth sexuality is no accident !

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The image of STALKING the ****** object
In order to capture them and control their emotions

And to deny them their FREEDOM

THIS IS A PURPOSEFUL PLAN

To weaken the nation by driving its children
Into confusion

To turn the sexes against each other

To destroy all future families

And all possibilities of a united front
Against the fraud and criminality of our
Poisonous leaders !

THIS IS NO ACCIDENT!

These are not poets !
These are TROLLS !

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Read them carefully

Their techniques are subliminal
But become obvious

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Oh
They SOUND like they are kids too !

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They SOUND like they are HURT
BROKEN
etc

But underlying it all is

HURRY HURRY DO IT
HURRY HURRY
BE LIKE US !

SO ADULT LIKE
IN OUR EXPERIENCE !

( TROLLS ! )

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They teach that if you OPEN YOURSELVES
( note the violent imagery )

Allows you the status of VICTIM

allows you the option of VIOLENT REVENGE

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And in a way reminiscent of our adult torture culture

With threats of DISMEMBERMENT
CASTRATION
Etc

Not only for the LOVED ONE (sic )

But for FAMILY and FRIENDS !

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And all this described as a NATURAL COMPONENT
OF LOVE !!

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TROLLS !!

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Here to destroy you
To destroy the nation's Youth

to forever make you unable
to truly love at all !

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TROLLS !

Promoters of EVIL !

Agents of Alien Entities !

Disguised amongst us as poets !

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To rip you up and spit you out as good as dead

"I Am Machine"

Mechanically moving
Breathing
In and out motions
Separated by nothing

"I Never Sleep, I Keep My Eyes Wide Open"

Constantly in a day dream
Numb to all that surrounds me
Watching and waiting
But never doing

"I Am Machine"

I am nothing
But the parts that make me whole
Praying to find Oz
No heart, no courage, no soul

"A Part Of Me Wishes I Could Just Feel Something"

What is love?
What is hate?
I have no beginning
No ending, no fate...

"I Am Machine"

Mechanically going through the motions
Never feeling
Jealousy rages through me
For humans with their pain and suffering

"I Never Sleep Until I Fix What's Broken"

Tightening the bolts of my soul
Oiling the gears of my heart
Trying to find a way to feel whole
Praying I finish before I fall apart

*"I AM MACHINE
A PART OF ME WISHES I COULD JUST FEEL SOMETHING"

when I walk down the road
what is it  others see.
Are their smiles complimentary
or are they laughing at me.
I have done much to warrant this,
caused bad thoughts to flourish.
So now I plant good intensions
and hope these new seeds will nourish.
May they grow like a blossom,
these seeds in their mind
and just to show that i've changed
I shall be extra kind.
I shall show them the hatred
that once surged through me
is now no longer flowing
and if they can but see
they will notice a change.
See the old ways have gone.
They can witness first hand
the bad deeds are all done.
I think it will be hard
because I've made many cry
but with a new look on life
I'm determined to try.
Perhaps within time
others might come to feel
that this is the new me.
This change is the real deal.
But wether or not
that they ever forgave
I will show to myself
and take good to my grave.
I hope when they look
in the future at me
a more prettier picture
is something they might see.
That they may, in the long run
let there hatred depart,
allow some small piece of me
to get into their heart.
I hope that they will see
good intent from this guy.
do not see me as evil
but as he who did try.
That is high on my wish list
of how this story ends
but til then I'll continue
to make my amends.
But as I contemplate
what it was that they shun,
I'll try so hard to copy
what many others have done.
By making a change
of themselves for the good
they became better people
but don't be misunderstood.
It can be just as hard
to turn you'r life about
as it is for the good-guys
who wrestle with doubt
and the reason is this
it can be so hard to live
when it's easier to hate
than it is - to forgive.