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sometimes
nightmares don't
end when
we open
our eyes
they only
become real
  Dec 2014 lost thoughts
DC raw love
Generals gathered in their masses,
just like witches at black masses.

Evil minds that plot destruction,
sorcerers of death's construction.

In the fields the bodies burning,
as the war machine keeps turning.

Death and hatred to mankind,
poisoning their brainwashed minds

Politicians hide themselves away
They only started the war

Why should they go out to fight?
They leave that role to the poor

Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun

Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'till their judgement day comes, yeah!

Now in darkness, world stops turning,
as you hear the bodies burning.

No more war pigs of the power,
hand of god has struck the hour.

Day of judgement, god is calling,
on their knees the war pigs crawling.

Begging mercy for their sins,
Satan, laughing, spreads his wings...Oh lord, yeah!
bs
  Dec 2014 lost thoughts
AJ
"I love you dearly..."
You spoke those four words to me countless times,
like a mother should
but a mother also should notice
the harsh words that follow
that feel like a bullet her daughter's chest.
"You're tearing this family apart."
"Maybe you should have killed yourself."
"You're going to ruin Christmas."
"Nothing is wrong with you."
And how do you not notice the added bracelets?
Or see how a light's always on in my room in
the crazy hours of the night when you're  
creeping around for another swallow of pills?
Or how I lock my door when I go to a
friend's house so you don't go in there?
You told me you wanted to jump in front of a car.
A train.
Overdose.
You say we don't care.
Is that why you treat me this way?
I'm numb now, Mom.
I feel nothing.
You've done it again.
I thought it was over,
when I just started to trust you.
But now?
Now I don't trust you.
Or anybody.
it's not neat it doesn't flow nicely I don't care I'm numb I feel nothing there's nothing
  Dec 2014 lost thoughts
Tupelo
Duct tape
You stick to me
And i'll stick to you
We are joined at the hip
You wash away the troubles
In bottles filled with poisons
Drink for the happiness
Pints of serotonin
His eyes were searching for her’s,
his words waited for her to speak,
his smile blossomed to being on seeing her smile,
his thoughts were always with her,
his breath too changed when she was around,
his skin longed for her touch and her warmth,
his dreams were filled with everything about her,
his love for her was simple, yet strong,
his life depended on her happiness, he said,
his happiness is her life she said.
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