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Zack Turner Feb 2012
An empty bed will seem so lonely,
If you fail to count yourself.
For without what is internal,
What good is sociable wealth?
Zack Turner Feb 2012
If it never mattered once ago
The difference lies in you
Deciding now is greater when
It really is the same

Two lines can intersect at many points
But the lines still remain independent
May be a reply

The truth lies in the hand and eye
Realizing that at the core
The lines are lines
And nothing more
Zack Turner Feb 2012
We’re all so beautiful
Smiling as though nothing were to interrupt
Because nothing is supposed to

But it is this life that we live
So arduous, so rigid
That drives us so
Deterring us from that which we deem natural and whole

If it weren’t for this view that has been created
We wouldn’t have left the point
From which all other points have been made

All we ever wanted was to say hello
To acknowledge even the most remote
Accepting all that comes forth
Asking for nothing other than to breathe

And it is this breath that has made it so hard
For it wishes to be breathed once more
Having been welcomed by the herd past shunned
Begging for nothing other than
A chance to have begun
R.I.P. Nick. I'll always remember you buddy
Zack Turner Feb 2012
If it weren’t for the cause that tore me apart
I would never have known what the point was
It left me stranded as many
But made me rise as one
Zack Turner Feb 2012
Raindrops fall down on my window
To be wiped off

Cascading down, trickling too
They move so irregular

With one swipe they stand unmatched
Unable to exist

But then another raindrop falls
So the swipe shall persist
Zack Turner Jan 2012
It could be that I
Have misheard these words before
But the stench of them all
Reminds me
That they’re real
And it is there that they sit
Staring back to say
Nothing
Other than the inverted intentions
That these hands of character have affirmed
In both my eyes as well as
Yours
Zack Turner Jan 2012
Sometimes my mind will race
To a far and lonely spot
And I feel the need to chase
To find out what it’s not
But it seems that time is short
So it may not be enough

Even though the fight is fare
It never seems that way
Put up with all I could bare
But no longer can I stay
I’m running from it all
Nothing to stop me
i wrote this to the rhythm of the song "thinking about you" by radiohead
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