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A brief release

there is a riot in my heart I arranged some rocks in a circle then started a fire in my back yard I tossed my flag of freedom in 'cause f--k this place and f--k the world I was born in I can't seem to get it right I have peaceful dreams and it's the nightmares that rule the world I'm nauseous in groups of people I'd rather stand back unnoticed as it unfurls spiraling downward with haste some of us just want to watch the world burn I dance with the flames to the sound of singing trees the slight whisper of the wind relaxes me I can see flashes of eyes coming from the edge of the wood I wonder what the animals think of what they are seeing a thought that I let run through me standing still, looking within myself what do I think of what I'm seeing what do I think of what I'm feeling there's a spark of lunacy in every human being and that's what I seem to be experiencing only myself and nature get to see how I deal with everything so that I can wake up everyday with my sanity
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brian-carson
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Dec 8, 2013
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