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Dustin Dean Jul 2016
Sunny days envy your fame
As you shine like a star in my eyes
And plenty of others, with their size

I too, desire to stroke your feminine face
And let my actions tell you with grace
How much of a work of art you are
From the palm of the universe
I am a believer, I say this with truth
And it's all because of you

I love you
And the beauty of creation
Dustin Dean Jul 2016
Concentration on a visual smorgasbord
Is quite hard with unknown colors
All holding hands, just passing on through

Behind the window, I’m finished with you
Though your style still rests in my mind
Manifesting itself through my actions
Here and there, every once in a while
There aren’t enough crumpets and tea
That could fill my dissatisfaction with me
Seeing you, just passing on through
Behind the window, with a smile and a wave
Watch as I now begin to decompose
Tenfold
Dustin Dean Jul 2016
Feel the amber winds blow on through
As you ascend towards the tungsten gate
Slowly opening up a vast garden of green
And in every corner, rests a lush bush
But where is the chosen one you seek?
Where are her amber winds?
Weaved in a tapestry, lost forever
Of diverse verses, tangled as one
Pick them apart
As only if
Your life’s meaning
Truly depended on it
But there’s always tomorrow
To try again
Not realizing the chosen one
Only exists in your thoughts
A sad condolence for one
When you hear aloud
“Consciousness, party of one
Your table is now available”
Dustin Dean Jul 2016
Hormonal intake from your needle has begun the effects
I can feel the veins plague my many necks
After crashing through walls without any direction
The doctor straps me down and gives me another injection

I lay and wonder what will happen next
I feel the shortening of my many necks
The veins are disappearing along with my vitality
I soon face the harsh reality of mortality
June 2009
Dustin Dean Jul 2016
Androgynous souls stiffen in their stews
With ambiguous thoughts they claim is news
They clash their opinions until the last breath
But all in all, they're destined for the same death

Let's see how many of them will bite
Let's see them fight!
They're scrounging for that last word to have
Dividing themselves from the true issues
A million bodies are starving to death
Spreading cancer plagues their friends
One by one, they will die
But they just want to be right
Every night
Until they're evaporated into a morsel
Of their own self-esteem
Turning into victims from their own throats
As long as they get to ****
The Turncoat

A massacre behind the sheet
Will bring defeat
To the service of a crime
When it's time to die
From accolades bought by them
A wealthy force
Against the source of progress
Tesla's tomb screams out
What a waste, it is a disgrace
Humankind throwing away
As the time draws near
Their fleeting final chance
To relinquish to their world
Entitlement is becoming
Humanity's turncoat

Race relations have gone back in time
Teaching to always expect the worst
The skeletons find their way out
From the past's catacombs
A national war is now imminent
Your youthful seed shall be armed
And you'll find there is no way out

Another kid is shot in the streets
"A gentle breeze"
It brushes onto the bodybag
Of which was once your son
Devastation ideation
Permeation into the kindred psyche
A massive turn to the fourth *****
As buildings crumble under morale
But hey, it was a good run
Until they worshipped decapitation
Becoming a worldwide *******
Another soul is blind in the streets
An eye for an eye
A shot for a shot
Now we all must die
Dustin Dean Jul 2016
Don't you see it coming?
Failure knocking at your front door
Making you one with the poor
Shutting off all hopes and determination
Continuing its cycle of worth termination
Don't you see it coming?

There's still some time, better act fast
After you read this, time has past
Hurry up, or suffer a lasting price
You lose, if you roll the dice

Maybe it's not too late
Maybe i can peacefully wait
I believe this is working
Hourglass exploded, this isn't working

Didn't you see it coming?
All corners guarded by broken dreams
People crying out with hellish screams
Friends, possessions, and worth, all seized
Just to make an angry god pleased
Didn't you see it coming?
2008
Dustin Dean Jul 2016
O Father
What done haveth I in acordaunce
The Maiden ress between me eyes
Lyke brimstone et a pedestal
Dreams are distracted in me lyfe
In Marigold, Mahogany, Maroon
Venus Trifecta et Holy Grail
Et is et discorse ov Destiny ov myne
So I asketh of Thyne
To wash anew me acordaunce
Exceptionly et is in tyme
Tho I kno regret may form
Et is for the greatr good
Imperative deed so tru
An may I drown not
In red temptations
Fore done me fair aims
Wyth pursuits ov sound
For promises ov gold
To replnish retribution
Ov souls unheard
I am thyr messenger
From Alpha to Omega
May no fair Maiden
Put et in her pocket
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