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Walking on a street's path A distance as far as I've been back Lessons and retrospects carried in an heavy backpack Streets lights off standing tall under the sky' s dark Dark as panther in a zoo or a park O' peace of sight Rare are you in my days Endangered sanity at night's plight The glory of day uplifted and dropped in an emigrant's flight Walk on keep A voice passes me by In dark knowledge of my start Not even enfants it has been But grown exceedingly pass my reach Still walking yet destination awaits me Legs crumbling head unarmed Growing older yet they passed me Ha' you famous of sight haven't you grown Said as they were inferior now superior I am as they were before Lights inplaced at my backpack Never knew I these lights is a collection mindless to my knowing The lights of conquest and triumph which beam is essential Lightings of value and dignity exuding inevitable shine Lights of blunder rays so repeat them not All these lights never knew I The inscrutability invades my mind Evoked my soul to it's captivity O' spirit of exigency,deceit, corruption and unpatriotism Can't thy be exhumed Control my mind ignore the lights pack Walking through out the darkness you caused Growing older moving backwards Retrospects of who I was Doctor now patient Teacher now student Long gone host now parasite Too late to back Extremely damaged to front Can't just find a way through this darkness Old lady of Africa Treasured by history Record as a routine I've broken Adrift till I've broken my self About to none That's for the others impeccably Imperiled by a spirit in mind Collecting the strings yet I play not any Evinced impetuosity mischief set in motion Can't desorb in this modern solvent Peter natural to be seen as such I should be the star that parties with the moon The zephyr that coaxes the tree leaves in mobility Being not the sun that chases the moon away the sky Nor the fire that burns the trees This darkness drives away my delight Impute backwardness Lest I think those lights I ignored years long This journey seems impervious This dire adventure is far from the abyss of remedy
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Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 10:23 AM UTC
Chimabill
Impervious Journey
Walking on a street's path A distance as far as I've been back Lessons and retrospects carried in an heavy backpack Streets lights off standing tall under the sky' s dark Dark as panther in a zoo or a park O' peace of sight Rare are you in my days Endangered sanity at night's plight The glory of day uplifted and dropped in an emigrant's flight Walk on keep A voice passes me by In dark knowledge of my start Not even enfants it has been But grown exceedingly pass my reach Still walking yet destination awaits me Legs crumbling head unarmed Growing older yet they passed me Ha' you famous of sight haven't you grown Said as they were inferior now superior I am as they were before Lights inplaced at my backpack Never knew I these lights is a collection mindless to my knowing The lights of conquest and triumph which beam is essential Lightings of value and dignity exuding inevitable shine Lights of blunder rays so repeat them not All these lights never knew I The inscrutability invades my mind Evoked my soul to it's captivity O' spirit of exigency,deceit, corruption and unpatriotism Can't thy be exhumed Control my mind ignore the lights pack Walking through out the darkness you caused Growing older moving backwards Retrospects of who I was Doctor now patient Teacher now student Long gone host now parasite Too late to back Extremely damaged to front Can't just find a way through this darkness Old lady of Africa Treasured by history Record as a routine I've broken Adrift till I've broken my self About to none That's for the others impeccably Imperiled by a spirit in mind Collecting the strings yet I play not any Evinced impetuosity mischief set in motion Can't desorb in this modern solvent Peter natural to be seen as such I should be the star that parties with the moon The zephyr that coaxes the tree leaves in mobility Being not the sun that chases the moon away the sky Nor the fire that burns the trees This darkness drives away my delight Impute backwardness Lest I think those lights I ignored years long This journey seems impervious This dire adventure is far from the abyss of remedy
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Forsake me my clumsy heart I have known peace and joy But held them as a baby held a toy How foolish a mischief on my part Daring darling endeavours Gaming the survival tempest Stunts begrudge in me a shredded grandeur I have found the misery I sought After war is peace The folklore reminds me a call to action The steps I braved shape me motionless I fret on how beyond is history ahead of my time Glory glory I enjoy the distant story But my present flow Praised me master of pain Novice to tranquillity Disintegration so delicate Angonizing my ardor  with great artistry Destruction going so far with distraction No allow even the cunning faith of mine to burlglarize its masterpiece
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Dec 22, 2020
Dec 22, 2020 at 8:43 AM UTC
Chimabill
Torments Of My Own
Forsake me my clumsy heart I have known peace and joy But held them as a baby held a toy How foolish a mischief on my part Daring darling endeavours Gaming the survival tempest Stunts begrudge in me a shredded grandeur I have found the misery I sought After war is peace The folklore reminds me a call to action The steps I braved shape me motionless I fret on how beyond is history ahead of my time Glory glory I enjoy the distant story But my present flow Praised me master of pain Novice to tranquillity Disintegration so delicate Angonizing my ardor  with great artistry Destruction going so far with distraction No allow even the cunning faith of mine to burlglarize its masterpiece
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