Word GamesYou're those penetrating eyes, I'm the captivated stranger. Your face tender, your smile oversize- I'm treading on the grounds of danger Who am I to judge your obvious disguise? Simple eyes symbolize simple lies.Word Games
The Glass is Half Full“Broken hearts, suffering souls”: Why are you betraying yourself?The Glass is Half Full
The glass if half empty:
You write, Tormented by yourself, (yes, yourself) Where is the love in existence?
You pray, Anguished by suffering Where is “God” in happiness?
It seems you keep trying to express, That which you feel that you cannot possess. Be what you have dreamed to be.
Unveil your perceptions, Grasp your reality, (it is yours to grasp) Experience what is life.
Is all you can give me hate? Take control of your fate.
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silent liei looked upwards at the full moon and everything was all i saw the icy embers of moonshine rippled my shoulderssilent lie
the insignificance was unbearable gravity grinding me against the earth and then shattering with the silent, blue stare of the universe
i looked towards time a spectrum of emotion that flushed the color out of space life was blue
and then i woke up.
-Freedom-Freedom in this strange and beautiful land I stand outstretched to the sky And the breeze blows my joy to moisten the ground. The strings in my head dance with the breeze, Weaving in the melody of my uncaged spirit...-Freedom-
The stalks of barley rustle in the wind And the warm, dark orange afternoon sun Spreads it rays on my skin and thoughts. Buckle to my knees and soft supple soil bleeds,
Not the stone I know back home...
The Chinese drum beats within my chest And wells within my every thought. I plunge my fists into the earth (knowing), The truth behind b
Todaymorning crash glassit's nights like these wrapped in stars and moonlight and black gauze that i shudder deep and silent longing to be in your arms for just a moment to feel weighted embrace like a bruising kiss a soft and warm pressing of lips strong and heavy like sheeps wool so i could sleep maybe through the stining daylight sun rock to a lullaby of poison and silence and awake with the gauze lifted pulled stretched away into the tapestry of a beautiful world and emerge from my webbed cuccoon a black glowing brilliance a dancing candlelight a butterfly emerge from my tomb, my body,morning crash glass
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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