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You wear that twisted badge of honor across your back
A void within because you never can go without
What you lack you will never see
Even though it may be glaringly obvious to me
what's spoiled in your meager inventory
it's not my place to mention there really is no glory
in your sick, sordid, depraved war story
everything which spews forth from your mouth is
merely compost expressed in lies
in an attempt to disguise
the fear you deny hiding in your sad, brown eyes
happiness is for lovers but it's not enough
to fill that ******* hole inside of you
you'll never know happiness it will always elude
it's not what you chase
always trying to stay ahead
in an imaginary race
the chaotic feeling of always being out of place
out of step and out of line
cling suicidally to that void
it doesn't have to be mine
Do you believe in aliens?
And if you do is it already to late?
You said didn't
You'd never again make that mistake

What about gay marriage?
What's your stance on this?
You told me it's none of your business
What's in my spouse's pants or
What door they go behind when
They have to ****

Is it love that makes *** better or
*** that makes love better?
You had never known these commodities to
Comingle you told me unfettered

What was it like going to your first concert?
At twelve years old
You came home covered in blood and sweat
But you hadn't been hurt

How did you get that scar above your eye?
You sighed, it was a souvenir
From the third time you died

Have you ever once shot a gun?
No but you  pointed one at the man
Who used to hurt your mom

Have you ever gotten young drunk?
If things go right you'd be that way tonight
And it'd be a real ******
I knew in that exact moment
That I wanted to kiss ya
If I paint still life and hide it away
Is it still art?
If I lack the courage to follow your way
How can we drift apart?
If I beg you to stay; to never go
Would this love decay? How would you know?

Could I borrow your wings
To soar through Heaven?
Silent witness to the angels sing
Shimmering chorus of Holy Brethren

I'll hide from you forever
Exactly what's on my mind
Smiling but revealing never
My true intentions, you'll never find

I'll remain where I was placed
Admiring you from afar
You say you miss my face
Well I say I miss your scar

Unrequited love for a friend
Tragic as this may seem
Love unborn can never end
And I never have to wake from this dream
Roses are red
My sweater vest's blue
Hendricks no longer has access
To movies on Hulu
All that you perceive is impermanence
No thing is begot by Nothing
All that can ever be known is but
    a cap
           upon a crest
                              upon a wave
                                                 upon an ocean
                                                                       upon a sphere
                                                                                            upon nothing
                                                                     within a sphere
                                              within an ocean
                          within a wave
       within a crest
within a cap
All that recedes is increasing
Nothing transmutes to No thing
All is externally breathing
                                           w
                                              a
                                                 v
                                               e
                                             s
into your perception
You are but a w
                         a
                       v
                         e
But you already knew that
look at you,
little selfish man.
is this what you want to be?
dismissing everyone and closing
yourself to help.
hiding behind big guns and words
with no meaning.

look at you,
little selfish man.
when will you understand
that it is not about you;
that your feelings do not matter
when there's a whole new world
to see

look at you,
little selfish man.
when will you learn
to show kindness
instead of judgement;
to be human
instead of this
m
o
n
s
t
e
r
you've become

look at you,
little selfish man,
and be ashamed.
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