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The grass's turning green, amidst this splendid dream. As I relish in this free paradise, before it turns into a franchise. I fill my lungs with the air that's soulfully enriched, before it turns rare.
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Nov 2, 2021
Nov 2, 2021 at 3:04 PM UTC
thougths that never die
my thoughts are tangled like your hair flashbacks of that euphoric night at the fair spilling out our guts underneath the setting sun oranges, pinks, and violets fill the sky your diction tickles my mind underneath the violet skies and your arm around me tight a dream, never thought I would wake up but then I did and the ground I hit hard but then you did everything you knew would rip us apart I tried to stitch and mend the pieces I tried to pitch new ideas I tried to rip my own heart so you could finally feel again but we will never feel again, the way we felt the cards are dealt, this is the end of us never liked to say goodbye but you were never mine just two ships that crossed underneath the setting sun that night
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Aug 23, 2021
Aug 23, 2021 at 4:52 PM UTC
The Cards are Dealt
The gophers came out of the ground today and whispered in my ear "the earth is not well, the dirt, it smells we're, all living in fear" The dolphins swam to the shore today and chirped this, unto me "the ocean is full of pollution, and plastics tell us how O how, can this be?" The birds in the trees said this to me as I was walking the wood and the wild "the air is vile, turning the dial our time on this earth now defiled" We'll pay up the piper and sum up the cost shooing alway all of the flies all that was lost by human exhaust everywhere and everything dies
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Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
Natural Singularity
For example There's ample Time to find what youre looking for What are you looking for? You need more? Pour your heart out onto this Page Its startling how we're starting from Page 1 Again Being again let's begin again
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May 7, 2018
May 7, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
Begin Again
The grave stones in the cemetery lean on each other for emotional support --- The rainbow roads drip down sewers into the water they love so much, making ***** yellow, purple, blue reflect back and menace the legacy --- Brain baby bobbling around in the head cavity, still growing and drifting through stages of depravity and different shades of blue. Just now getting to know your land legs, huh? You languished so long on sea beds wondering when your time is come. But, here! You have entered the magic kingdom of knowing and yet you refuse to know. Keep back! Your nuclear glow radiates some sort of disaster brewing and I believe you conjure up spells in your sleep to be unquestionably you without consequence --- We're all bustling by on methane clouds. They're pumping our egos sky high, our marionette mouths brainlessly chanting "My integrity cannot be bought," as worthless precious stones are funneled through cracks in our wooden bones. People say I have an old soul, but I think I'm just trying to pay attention and put together a person sized puzzle made of a picture of a mirror pointed at the universe. I wonder what I would dream about if one ever stuck to the roof of my mouth. The girl who never says please but always thanks you when she leaves, at your service! I stumble through another eyebrow taboo and I place the catalyst in a box labelled "Save it for later." Walk by a pile of bruised up bones clawing their eyes out, just to be a concept; unknown to them are their miracles. I'm pretty sure life is satirical
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 6:33 PM UTC
half-one-three-five
The grave stones in the cemetery lean on each other for emotional support --- The rainbow roads drip down sewers into the water they love so much, making ***** yellow, purple, blue reflect back and menace the legacy --- Brain baby bobbling around in the head cavity, still growing and drifting through stages of depravity and different shades of blue. Just now getting to know your land legs, huh? You languished so long on sea beds wondering when your time is come. But, here! You have entered the magic kingdom of knowing and yet you refuse to know. Keep back! Your nuclear glow radiates some sort of disaster brewing and I believe you conjure up spells in your sleep to be unquestionably you without consequence --- We're all bustling by on methane clouds. They're pumping our egos sky high, our marionette mouths brainlessly chanting "My integrity cannot be bought," as worthless precious stones are funneled through cracks in our wooden bones. People say I have an old soul, but I think I'm just trying to pay attention and put together a person sized puzzle made of a picture of a mirror pointed at the universe. I wonder what I would dream about if one ever stuck to the roof of my mouth. The girl who never says please but always thanks you when she leaves, at your service! I stumble through another eyebrow taboo and I place the catalyst in a box labelled "Save it for later." Walk by a pile of bruised up bones clawing their eyes out, just to be a concept; unknown to them are their miracles. I'm pretty sure life is satirical
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The battle raged on inside my head My heart was wounded and it bled Tempestuous tides of full moon rise Brings down all love's demise To handle diamonded and golden dreams I was hell bent to rip apart it's seams I will away all love to yesterday And kiss the past's hollow lips that stay And what never was , will be no more And what never was , will be no more
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 9:33 PM UTC
What never was , will be no more