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...The horizon has been
bleeding
for God knows how long
Yet we try to
stop the crying
Not knowing
that it's the grip that
brings us at the edge
of a choking point
where we stand with
worn out knees
and blame
the one thing
that we have been calling as
the burden that causes the
sadness...
So we seek
for that single smile
with the prayers of
Despair...
Mek
Jun09
 Feb 2013 Michael Pick
mads
Empty, flatline numbness, marry me! Marry me!
Oh, jester in white inhale yourself; nothing but a fool.
Do you know your fate?
Majestic brutality, do you know your fate?
Heart beats so rhythmic, it's a brand new taste.
A white noise craze, walk along the pretty phase.
Tongue tied fantasies, drop dead harmonies and the worlds upside down.
Posiden met Godzilla, it's nothing you said it was.
Kitty cat, baseball bat ate your face, jester start again.
Ghoul, ghoul, ghoul dressed in white, take my veins, weave a gown.
We will dance, tonight, dance so pretty in the light.
Tell me, ever painted beauty in blood?
Oh, wicked numbness, Marry me! Marry me!
Save a tree, eat a ******.
Empty,
forgotten
and totally overgrown
as if nature
is taking it back
from the town
it used to belong to

Broken
eyes stare
through glass tears
scouting for strangers
and lost children
looking for a place
to hide

Secret
hollow
beneath floors
someone once
left behind  
to be found
maybe
She was like a tree
But not a spring tree
Lively and green
She is a tree with nostalgic initials and empty promises carved in her side
Pieces of her are eroded from all the rain
But she remains standing
Through the people who carve their initials and promises of forever in her sides
Through the rain in which she erodes
Prompt: Life of a tree/free write
Storms of midnight
Distant echoes of the night
No dreams tonight
another sleepless night.

cannot shed a tear
or draw a smile either
Endless potential
Infinite possibilities

Scenes of a life;
Indefinate love stories,heartache
betrayals&illusions;
Visions out of reach

Yet here i am,
still discovering
My fears and pain
the heroes and villains in my life
Recollecting my principles
Retracing my steps
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