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jat Jul 2015
my life could possibly be better if
i focused less on me,
and all the journal entries
that begins with 'I's
and more on You, instead
jat Jul 2015
do i not believe in relationships
or am i just fearful
jat Jul 2015
the view from another corner
could be as powerful as yours is
just as everyone else
jat Jul 2015
all i want is for someone to figure me out
jat Jul 2015
sometimes i find myself struggling to tell somebody
about myself which eventually turned into pure nothingness
not that i don't want them to discern, but because
i know them, or they know me
i cant figure out which but maybe a little bit of both
and there are no valid reasons to trust
with informations from within myself with them

and there i find myself casually sharing about the
latest occurrence that happened to me days ago
or even my deepest thought i've had in mind for long
to people i barely know, whose name not detected in my head

i have the strength to express myself to a stranger
because they don't know me, and neither do i know them
and its not up to me to worry about them caring
because all of this is just a passing game
life goes on blindless-ly, without validation
  Jul 2015 jat
Mike Hauser
She ain't nothing but a cereal killer
She's ****** with a gallon of milk
If you need convincing, Cap'n Crunch is still missing
And that Chocula guy is down for the Count

She ain't nothing but a cereal killer
Gets her Kix pulling off her Trix
As she bids them Cheerio being more in the know
Than a bowl of FrankenBerry buried below Honey Oh's

She ain't nothing but a cereal killer
Winning them over with her Lucky Charms
No way to deny she eats them alive
As she Frosts Tony the Tiger like Corn

She ain't nothing but a cereal killer
Finds pleasure in the Shredding of Wheat
Using Fruity Pebbles to go along with her evil  
As she spoons out her ***** deeds

She ain't nothing but a cereal killer
Easily making history out of Rice Krispy treats
What ever you do keep an eye on her Fruit Loops
That kind of crazy nobody needs
Now that you mention it...Why yes I do consider myself a serious poet.
jat Jul 2015
You plan my life step by step
in fine details without a flaw in transcript
up Your majestic glorious sleeves
behind my fears and even my greatest insecurities
at times when my intentions gone astray
you still fix your heart, eyes and purposes on me

You expresses them in my existence
in the most un-expecting ways
and in superlative odd timings
i could never ever imagine any more further

the way You exhale realisation into my face
is the moment i know You are so real
that i vision Your grace flowing through my veins

You love me so vastly, perpetually
and constantly blessing me with
things i've never dared to ask
things i that find rather insignificant

when in Your hands
they are everything You forged
everything that's a living matter
everything that's breathing from within
everything that lives under our toes
they weigh just as important as You do
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