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“Come on”     “Shut up”          “Behave”    when one day I burst into flame      when every notebook I held burned up            when dusty soot from attempts at art                                                         just flew away blinded by the pain        it’s difficult to see when every bed is flammable                        it’s difficult to sleep        enough sleep deprivation would                                      drive anyone insane “Don’t play the victim”               “Don’t ask for pity”       “Stop your constant complaints”                       “Don’t give the fire                                      power of mind                                          allow it to grow                                             into its own entity” alive but aflame    hiding with all my might             they kept asking more                                   “Be normal”                                             "Helpful"                             “Smile for ***** sake ”                while every glimpse of real                           gave them a fright when I in desperation sought                         for water                   at any cost    just make the pain stop                   while their words                           created drought in my life   of burning flesh       I kept trying to forget                                 start fresh                 got so good at pretending                              invisible flames             my life slowly ending                  just not aloud     my silence during emergency              made them proud when there was barely any left   turned to dusty soot myself      turned mute         I dropped to my knees                         I begged they didn’t waste any time          before saying                                   “You have to understand,                     everyone gets a little hot sometimes”
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Jan 7, 2025
Jan 7, 2025 at 6:35 PM UTC
On fire
“Come on”     “Shut up”          “Behave”    when one day I burst into flame      when every notebook I held burned up            when dusty soot from attempts at art                                                         just flew away blinded by the pain        it’s difficult to see when every bed is flammable                        it’s difficult to sleep        enough sleep deprivation would                                      drive anyone insane “Don’t play the victim”               “Don’t ask for pity”       “Stop your constant complaints”                       “Don’t give the fire                                      power of mind                                          allow it to grow                                             into its own entity” alive but aflame    hiding with all my might             they kept asking more                                   “Be normal”                                             "Helpful"                             “Smile for ***** sake ”                while every glimpse of real                           gave them a fright when I in desperation sought                         for water                   at any cost    just make the pain stop                   while their words                           created drought in my life   of burning flesh       I kept trying to forget                                 start fresh                 got so good at pretending                              invisible flames             my life slowly ending                  just not aloud     my silence during emergency              made them proud when there was barely any left   turned to dusty soot myself      turned mute         I dropped to my knees                         I begged they didn’t waste any time          before saying                                   “You have to understand,                     everyone gets a little hot sometimes”
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i bark, and i lap up vinegared wine from my bowl laden with sprinkles of fruit flies. my collar is on but my leash, real long. i’m not in earshot, but i don’t stray too far.
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Jul 17, 2024
Jul 17, 2024 at 12:05 AM UTC
dauwg
Arthur Lee was with me in Vietnam, Forever Changes is the sound track behind the ******* and Radioman and the old survivor grandpa guy who wont keep a gun in the house, but knows where to get one, if it ever comes to that, again... tri-alogues never can say, they say, I don't know, I 'd say if I am as I think I am able to say hey Yahweh, could we know this the song Arthur Lee was singing into a a can can we say canwe wish we were there and not need the pain. Cannon to the west of us, big one five fives, rattle my walls, and I see the chameleons go green to blue I was there, it was not scary... I survived, got a dispensation for being good for nothing. I could not even give my life, without it coming back, to help you stop imaging-projecting life could lose, if you ***** up. Don't lie. Do that one, until it is habit, you have, be having you as true known to you as true. not imagined no believed lie allows a shadow of turning on the moon... nonsense, or not accuse me of knowing satan is not a sentient being empowered to punish me for thinks. accuse me of being sure i know that. I am the knower of truth as defined by whose authority... mine. To thine own self, be true, I judge me, you judge you, we each judge every message, each signal, all the signs we give meaning to, as we learn, everybody knows, these are those days when everything changed and we overlooked our duty to prevent it. We were sorta thinking peace is a makers thing, it can be made. So I made some, and I still had some from yesterday, so, if your world is fractured, you can stick some in the holes so when wicked peace is out of the question, peace, just peace, not servitude, just peace, is possible, on earth, 2020. There are these ideas, Eumenides... those are on stage... they know how revenge works. Mortals have no clue. As all the literature testifies.
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Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 6:39 PM UTC
If-icate, point peace, in times of scorn
Arthur Lee was with me in Vietnam, Forever Changes is the sound track behind the ******* and Radioman and the old survivor grandpa guy who wont keep a gun in the house, but knows where to get one, if it ever comes to that, again... tri-alogues never can say, they say, I don't know, I 'd say if I am as I think I am able to say hey Yahweh, could we know this the song Arthur Lee was singing into a a can can we say canwe wish we were there and not need the pain. Cannon to the west of us, big one five fives, rattle my walls, and I see the chameleons go green to blue I was there, it was not scary... I survived, got a dispensation for being good for nothing. I could not even give my life, without it coming back, to help you stop imaging-projecting life could lose, if you ***** up. Don't lie. Do that one, until it is habit, you have, be having you as true known to you as true. not imagined no believed lie allows a shadow of turning on the moon... nonsense, or not accuse me of knowing satan is not a sentient being empowered to punish me for thinks. accuse me of being sure i know that. I am the knower of truth as defined by whose authority... mine. To thine own self, be true, I judge me, you judge you, we each judge every message, each signal, all the signs we give meaning to, as we learn, everybody knows, these are those days when everything changed and we overlooked our duty to prevent it. We were sorta thinking peace is a makers thing, it can be made. So I made some, and I still had some from yesterday, so, if your world is fractured, you can stick some in the holes so when wicked peace is out of the question, peace, just peace, not servitude, just peace, is possible, on earth, 2020. There are these ideas, Eumenides... those are on stage... they know how revenge works. Mortals have no clue. As all the literature testifies.
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For Humanity, For Society, For Yourself.
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Jul 11, 2020
Jul 11, 2020 at 9:13 AM UTC
Let’s Behave
When others behave negatively towards me, my compassion is steadfast for myself and others because I am aware that only with a compassionate attitude can I achieve joy and happiness for myself and others.
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Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 10:37 PM UTC
Steadfast-Compassion?
Always receiving that award, Since I was young "Most behave goes to..." Always hearing name I got the fame From having it They congratulate me They think it's easy They think I'm happy They don't know I'm lonely Always ignored Always forgotten Behind those smiles I gave, My heart wants to be saved Receiving 'Most Behave' Is what I hate Not because I have too many of those But because it reminds me that I'm just a dark deep behind the shadows.
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Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC
Most Behave
up high our bodies breathe when we’ve found what we seek at night our minds will speak what to lose and what to keep some say we’re dumb and weak but we know we should sleep we feel young and free it don’t matter when they preach stay youth stay please don’t let go we'll try to behave but there’s so much we don’t know go go away we need to be alone no, we can’t be saved someday we’ll grow old
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Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 4:56 PM UTC
stay youth
By Arcassin Burnham While I continue to search for the purpose I should have possessed along time ago While I was still kicking and screaming Fading away and took hold of my soul, Now I have no idea where I'll end up when I die, Probably somewhere in hell fire at the end Of a chain and a whip begging God to give Me what I deserve, But as a mistake I deserve nothing, Why do I have to be any different than he or She, Why can't I just be stronger than both parties, Dark , depressing, and lonely like premature Ejaculations, Born into a world that teaches you it's wicked ways, I pray, For all that have to live in the so-called "ghetto", I pray, These bad memories will disappear in time, I pray that every single bad thing I've experienced And wasn't good at will advance and make me into The human being I need to be, But the Lord doesn't hear me, At least the Lord I'm praying to will agree, Most of us sit with our mouths shut, And bathe in this indecency, But no one is listening.
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Apr 28, 2016
Apr 28, 2016 at 8:13 PM UTC
Why The Bad Memories?
I let you in And you tear right through Just to make me regret All the things i do You break me down And i Shatter all over To make me think at one point You were my lucky clover Tore me apart 'Till i couldn't breathe Gasping for air Acknowledging that you would never grieve If I died today Or if i died tomorrow You could be the cause But that would bring no sorrow So take my word As you try to push back into my life I truly hate you And I'd come at you with a knife The knife you came at me with The knife that held me still The knife that will **** you And that shall be a thrill So stand back Cause now, I'm stronger And if you don't believe me You won't be around much longer.
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Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 1:50 AM UTC
Stand Behind