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Empiricprotagon Feb 2017
i'm walking with this cold feet
towards the blank space
hoping about finding a reason
that will answer all my questions

with simplicity
it led me to brighter points
and made me think that i'm right

i started a new level of my life,
after all those answered questions.
i'm no longer being naive,
cause i already know my directions.
Empiricprotagon Feb 2017
have you ever feel...
tired of being good?
being patience,
being trustful,
being positive.

and you waiting for a day,
a day when you can do bad things
without feeling miserable.

do the things immediately,
because you don't need patience.

do everything on your own,
because you don't need to trust.

and didn't feel messed up,
because you didn't expecting positive things.

didn't worrying something bad.
cause you're in that path.

don't need to fix something.
cause broken is your thing.
Empiricprotagon Jan 2017
The waiting has blown
Exploding with fireworks
Showing new perks
Is it too early for revolution?

I talked too much about it
But haven't did anything

I flew from one hope to another
Deciding with greed
And new hope has came
Sparkling through every sight
Stumbling the lost hope over and over
Until it stuck and disappeared behind

Reality strikes all the happening event
Stunning every head until everyone realized
That they accomplished a big zero
From yesterday and long back then

So, plans happen
It happens every time but it keeps repeating
Cause all the heads doesn't give a s- about reality
We just keep pretending to be okay
  Jan 2017 Empiricprotagon
Eric Martin
Stars in the sky exploding
Space and time folding
Bombs going off as the galaxy rips
Flashing lights fight to eclipse

Visions full of fluorescence
At the sacrifice of a solar systems essence
Shooting stars cry across the skies
Puncturing planets as they pulverize

Swirls of liberation
Celestial bodies melting in devastation
Swarms collect and deform
Exploding into storms as they transform  

The aura of the aurora bleeding like mascara
As if the planet is crying at the end of an era
Watching as black holes fight over vibrant sights
Pulling it apart as it ignites

What a wonderful curse
To befall the universe
It's so beautiful its cryptic
God bless a life so apocalyptic
Front Page!!! I hope to god this poem becomes more popular then "chorus of a love song" because that does not deserve to be my most popular poem.(Later) **** The Daily...Well that was my first wish that has ever came true and then some.

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