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IsReaL E Summers Nov 2015
(in a thick Scottish brogue)
Reality bites,
And so do I.
This little worm on a hook, called "distraction" is wriggling wry...
Let him fill my insides!
Terrified, I now fly!
Wired to a wizards whimsical wishes
Flying fishes wondering why.
Lost it, from snowballs to fishes;
Did the point get diminished?
Illustrating imagination,
Illuminating our kingdom nation;
To the darker side.
That Joker cannot hide.
S'come down to You & I.
I'd die, to hear a reply;
Wade through the ****** tears in Your eyes... please, hold me tight!
Alone; I'll never defeat, "the other guy".

God knows, my mother tried...
But the warlocks worm...
She swallowed a juicy lie.
But, through repentance-true...
She will turn around and choose to,
Follow You.
Lord God, I'm calling You.
Please hear my cry, I am so blue.
Know I'm not trying to impress anyone,
Just looking for thee open Son.

The snowflake it takes, to deliver an avalanche, must have a similar feel for that;
Just how I feel in-fact.
The ground from which I "fell upon"
Lets loose, now I'm falling so fast and all my friends are falling too!
Are we tumbling to our doom!?

The air in the room, is vacuumed out;
No doubt your mind is frozen solid now.

With the Genjutsu shout;
Your feast is ceased and now,
Its only famine and drought.

Why all this camotion, inside our souls?

Who speaks it?  Who needs it?
Distractions, just aren't enough, and they're starting to take thier toll!

**** it.    I'm done.
                      Guess I'll just let the dice roll!
From mind to pen. From pen to paper. From paper to screen. From screen to dreams.
Unreal Society Jul 2014
On September 9-11 the Twin Towers were smashed, into by two planes that were destined to crash.

New York City was attacked, causing camotion and panic.
The people tried to deal with the madness, and cope with the sadness, but the number one consensus is the impact was tragic.

Fire men ran in, with the hope to save some lives. Not knowing for their courageous effort, that this would be the day they die. True Hero's showed their colors, as they rushed the stairs that day. Fire fighters turned fear to courage, as their sacrifice was made.

The burning towers collapsed, as people were crushed by the structures metal beams. Clouds of dust consumed the sky, with smoke and loose debris. While screams for help went unheard and bodies lined the street.

The action of two highjacked planes, as they were guided and used against us. Caused a collision course and loss of life, that was undoubtedly tremendous.

Hate against our country, was shown by disregard for human life. These cowards couldn't die alone, they needed passengers on their final flight.
Poem by:KLoyal Est:01-2014
Words
they're just not enough
You say you want more
But I'm calling your bluff

Feelings
they're  dangerously revealing
Causing my words to devour
The time lost
In these late hours

Time
Commiting the inevitable crime
Breaking your heart
Alongside mine

Memories
Aching to be remembered
Lost in time
Dying with our embers

Lost
Our carefree souls
Perfectly intertwined
At such a wrong time

Waving
Such a simple motion
Lost in the camotion
Of life going on,
Though without you
It'll just seems wrong

Goodbye
It's time
Your no longer mine
Just promise you wont forget
All the wonderful times
Spent by each others side.

ADeCoil

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