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"misbehaviors" poems
I have seen the future, and in the end You all die... or maybe it was just a dream cuz some how I still surived... alone... or maybe that was just a metaphor for how I feel... Cuz its like I miss May so bad that I tend to hate June... Support systems became low since May Left me In June... telephone use to ring praises and misbehaviors... so I always tried my hardest to stay away form bad behaviors... But... Now I float along... cuz that proud feeling is gone... Cuz May brought me those flowers that the winter could never take... The spring could never make.. and the wind could never break.. But now those things are no more... on hall ways and cold floors... Of places she once kept warm... smiling faces that once held form... but now just drag the ground... an I just hang around... by myself.. cuz time said it wont help... He wont go back for me... Or Move forwad to the end... Cuz You all die in the End... The Law wont save the sons... The sons cant up hold the Law... And MAy will Always Pass in June... Be cause she said In His WILLIAM... And Into Dust You turn... And I stil stand around ... the same way I walk now... alone... Hoping that my sun will Shine in that clear blue sky.... Cuz tears Ran Strong In June, But Now it is JULY...
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Jul 9, 2012
Jul 9, 2012 at 9:57 AM UTC
July
*As a child I had no time At least, not for trivial things Such as toys and games I was busy learning Spells and runes Incantations Illusions and charms I thought I could trick myself Into thinking I was happy As a teenager I had no time Not for school nor for love My instructor declared these were trivial And like the words of a spell change an object He changed my perceptions All that was important was my training My future Many are pushed into careers Pressured by a parent But I am truly a cog in the machine I wish I was pressured That would mean I was given a chance to say no But magic binds Your master leaves you no choice As an adult I met you And the high you gave me beat any spell It beat any thing I had ever learned But I didn’t love you I still don’t love you I love the idea of you I love the way you’re there How you try to help me resist How you gently correct all my misbehaviors But I could never love you All I know now are enchantments And my heart grows cold as stone If I could change myself I would If there was a spell to fix myself To force myself to love you I would use it Because theres a sadness in your eyes You know that I’m unable to love And this breaks me I’m sorry to you And I’m sorry to my master For failing him But mostly, I’m sorry for myself Because failing him Means my undoing So now as an elder I’ve remained with you only To pass my magic along to someone Our son I pray your influence Makes him a better man than I*
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Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 6:42 PM UTC
Magician's Memoir
*As a child I had no time At least, not for trivial things Such as toys and games I was busy learning Spells and runes Incantations Illusions and charms I thought I could trick myself Into thinking I was happy As a teenager I had no time Not for school nor for love My instructor declared these were trivial And like the words of a spell change an object He changed my perceptions All that was important was my training My future Many are pushed into careers Pressured by a parent But I am truly a cog in the machine I wish I was pressured That would mean I was given a chance to say no But magic binds Your master leaves you no choice As an adult I met you And the high you gave me beat any spell It beat any thing I had ever learned But I didn’t love you I still don’t love you I love the idea of you I love the way you’re there How you try to help me resist How you gently correct all my misbehaviors But I could never love you All I know now are enchantments And my heart grows cold as stone If I could change myself I would If there was a spell to fix myself To force myself to love you I would use it Because theres a sadness in your eyes You know that I’m unable to love And this breaks me I’m sorry to you And I’m sorry to my master For failing him But mostly, I’m sorry for myself Because failing him Means my undoing So now as an elder I’ve remained with you only To pass my magic along to someone Our son I pray your influence Makes him a better man than I*
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Three or more dead, three churches, Minnesota R&S mall animals a number of misbehaviors in the power of sweet living in the fast and powerful world, the need for mirrors, the world even in the women's mental health of the home at home, Open to our ears, each part, with B fighter in. Cattle intollerantia. Iniko Panerugei yigefereli all women yejepešini, and half windows in all the trees, trees, windows, homes Australian public science and philosophy, thinking science behind the abduction of Ivana in the history of the world; China Shop full-time will convince the dollar of the easy optical Budget "Master Reduced Residential Projects for Localizer Localizers" to help writers in terms of the current definition of concepts in the reduction of long-term debt camp dance, Indeed, thanks to the facing side from the east all authorities in Europe confront the competition from the world's three dead points, the mirror in the house, from all parts R&B, completely to me from the parts R & B, In a way that may be lost, a Christian body for soldiers in children in Minnesota state, rising mountains, intollerantia beef,                  windows within the interior window And living in science knowledge, saving each woman a ***** family tree, each ID Australian researcher \                          computer science, computer Australian Institute,        say,      "It just supports the crime in the face a Panegyric Surge in the face of history as a war in history; In fact, I established the concept I was camping outside Rome with Ivana                                     who is a localizer; other localizers full of seasonally attractive dances in silver and unknown long-term debt || to play, China dance dollar's optical price is I conclude that I will start after the reason of kidnapping,                           and Esther.
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Oct 24, 2018
Oct 24, 2018 at 5:45 AM UTC
intollerantia & the localizers
Three or more dead, three churches, Minnesota R&S mall animals a number of misbehaviors in the power of sweet living in the fast and powerful world, the need for mirrors, the world even in the women's mental health of the home at home, Open to our ears, each part, with B fighter in. Cattle intollerantia. Iniko Panerugei yigefereli all women yejepešini, and half windows in all the trees, trees, windows, homes Australian public science and philosophy, thinking science behind the abduction of Ivana in the history of the world; China Shop full-time will convince the dollar of the easy optical Budget "Master Reduced Residential Projects for Localizer Localizers" to help writers in terms of the current definition of concepts in the reduction of long-term debt camp dance, Indeed, thanks to the facing side from the east all authorities in Europe confront the competition from the world's three dead points, the mirror in the house, from all parts R&B, completely to me from the parts R & B, In a way that may be lost, a Christian body for soldiers in children in Minnesota state, rising mountains, intollerantia beef,                  windows within the interior window And living in science knowledge, saving each woman a ***** family tree, each ID Australian researcher \                          computer science, computer Australian Institute,        say,      "It just supports the crime in the face a Panegyric Surge in the face of history as a war in history; In fact, I established the concept I was camping outside Rome with Ivana                                     who is a localizer; other localizers full of seasonally attractive dances in silver and unknown long-term debt || to play, China dance dollar's optical price is I conclude that I will start after the reason of kidnapping,                           and Esther.
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