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  May 2015 Jason Cole
Arcassin B
By Arcassin B & Icy

AB :We just need create a sday where all teens could serve their generation well,
And their God as well,
Egging to get a reply,
When you send text messages,
Or telling your childhood girlfriend a shocking confession,
Making ways to make up that sudden mistake,
The man up stairs on the 50 thousandth floor will understand,
He is the boss and you are the employee,
All getting to be employee of the month,
And while you're out mashing cars and smoking ****,
The bible comes up front,
Just pass it along,
You got to be strong,
This is not a fantasy like Edward and Bella,
This is reality,
All your priorities are wrong,
Find peace.
Icy :They say life is like a dream, but know life is a nightmare. We search for these things to make us happy, going along acting like things are fine, but people see through to the real you.
This generation filled with suicide thoughts, and minds unkind. No one sees who is truly there, to catch you when you fall... Get on your knees and get your mind outta the clouds, maybe your eyes will see clearly now... Look up to the heavens and shout as loud as you want, find peace, find love, and find forgiveness... Make this world a better place, and get real, stop living your online fantasy, and start living life the way it should be.
Generation
The wicked whip of word
Lashes welps upon
The starved psyche
Of the errogenous mind

Indeed the moment rises
In smoke and indigo sheets
Of layered heat pressing down
Into the flesh of desired
Impunity , iniquity , liquidity

Happy is a framed stated stanza
Of thine behind plastic cups
Of wine in sheds
Of gray aged wooden shingle
From long long ago

Was it "Bored-dough" or "Shabby"
Time will consume
But the experience
Leaves you panting
Thirsty for more
Little by little,
The colors of the fair are going to finish
One day,
It will be the end
  Of all the vagary

Slow decay of the days
This known Spring afternoon
  Turn to be fading
  Tired
Going to be end

Who has left thy love
Thy hide all secrets in the heart
Days have lost within the days
Getting the path between the path

On what hope,
Loved to Back
And what means
   The life
   Family
Two days of this world
  One day you come
  One day you go
Know the hearts who are loving
   Singing
   Going

On what for her mind cry
She who left her mind
In half of the way
How She grabs all the demands!
Whatever words She departed
In the Songs of despair

So Mind Say
Who is where
Who is for whom
Thy know
Not Anybody else
Passing the every moment
   Alienating  
   Loveless
   Mysterious

Such a colorful world
   Growing
   Glittering  
But this known Spring afternoon
  Turn to be fading
  Tired
Slow decay of the days
Growing to fade your face
Going to be End

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decay of days

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  May 2015 Jason Cole
Kody dibble
Life is like a bubble,
It pops,
Springs forth,
Into another,
Like a song,
or a note,
Long held,
engrossed, ingrained,
Shame is worse than death,
But death is worse than night,
Form is something else all-together,
We are blighted,
By the essence of what is unseen and not heard,
We are found by what is,
And what could of always been


I sleep in a dead man's retreat,
Slowly clawing the sky,
Looking for the reason,
Why the dawn is crying my name,
When the Lord is all I can gain
She He It I Who
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