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i think ugg cave man true first to visualize what happens next he was wrong
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Oct 2, 2024
Oct 2, 2024 at 5:51 PM UTC
haiku 24/10/2a
Crystallized cards and bleeding hands Empty minds and dull reflections Desperation spread accross the lands People divided into seperate sections Skins burnt crisp by brands Bodies braking down by neglection Time without the flowing sands Faith lost in crucified interception
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May 28, 2019
May 28, 2019 at 7:47 AM UTC
Hazy Crystals
Close your eyes I want you to visualize And look deep into my mind Feed into my thoughts And play with my emotions You'll be surprised with what you'll find There are some things I only want you to see Look at my past, present, and future Look at the good and bad And tell me what you see Now imagine walking in my shoes Seeing what I've gone through The obstacles I've overcome The struggles I've faced Some things will never be the same Life is such a crazy thing It's never really what it seems But before you, I stand tall And through it all I've become the person that I am today
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Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 10:57 AM UTC
Do You See What I See
I decided to make council, With the restless thoughts Who so loudly impose their Selfish will, stealing all sanity. Mind goes dark, rekindled. A chorus of ill, surrounds the hold. Farther, at the castles court, The loudest voices quarrel Those of past, present, and future. Essence of good, bad and indifferent. Hands drawn with wild cards. But no full house or flush to play. They've taken notice, grins gone wide. For the anarchist win, this game of pride. An outcast falls, over and out the wall. To scream the song of wanting. Eyes open, light returns, palavar done. None the wiser, but the time has come. It works slowly, in effort's guise. Rework the master, or meet demise.
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 11:23 PM UTC
Metaphor of the (Lost) Mind
A constant reinvention where the outlier becomes the mainstream and circulates back to the outlying regions. Beautiful layers on a bed of kindness and understanding.. compassion mixed with passion and hot tempered moments of reality checking in-your-face murals along the textured walls..seen through crisp, foggy mornings.
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Jun 30, 2015
Jun 30, 2015 at 2:14 PM UTC
Untitled
*A poets muse, is like an artistic drawing or orchestra, Sending one, to places of fantasies and dreams, A night out of town, a destination, a romance, A priceless nature setting, among other things, Taking flight in wings. Visualizing in silence, Beyond what others see, Seeking with desire and passion, An ambience far from reach, Into a forbidden site, within the soothing sea.*
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 6:24 PM UTC
To Places of Fantasies and Dreams
let's go away at night. go to our imaginary land and take your guitar. i'll play away the time, singing our song. joining the stars in the beautiful dance, the dance of happy tears. let's scream as loud as we can, let the world know we're awake at night. let's create a dream, a dream we should visualize when we're feeling down. let's leave this world and go away together. go live a perfect dream.
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 4:29 AM UTC
a perfect dream.