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sleep is a luxury that never finds me in time,
so the dawn teases,
and i fight against it,
there's just too much living to do.
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Another heart fed to the grinder,
how many must I go through, to find her,
in every gift I see the Great Designer,
it all ends up serving as reminders.
Another failure, another on the horizon,
the flames start so fast,
how do I survive them.
I know they never will,
beautiful women still,
can never hold me still,
tell the dreamer what's really real.
To stop is to grow roots,
so I squeeze fruits for more juice,
but every headstone,
sits silent as more proof.
Maybe my heart's aloof,
a bloody whore for attention,
love me when its easy,
when the work comes, in absentia.
I want a love thats unionized,
I want poetry that isn't capitalized,
the mirror is so gemini,
what happens when your eyes are prized.
when you can see reality,
and when you change your view,
it changes with you...
ask the wrong questions,
end up starving in the grocer,
twenty seven now,
still waiting on the growth spurt,
the blood is still flames,
I know this isn't over,
true love remains sober,
my heart is getting older.
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There lies a temple,
a tingle on the fingertip,
of the furthest reaches of your mind.
Your reality is sleeping,
so your imagination steps in to lead you.
This dance is between you, and the stars.
This is the love of your parents,
the moments they sacrificed for;
you.
So vast is the distance of a perfect moment,
can you let go with me.
We just choose beauty and fall.
It's always been this easy.
Slow down and a life that shines so resplendent,
suddenly becomes something worth looking at.
An art piece worthy of worship.
I'm already dancing.
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I guess that I see you now,
lost from the moments of high flying dramatics,
and into the realm of everyday,
where reality comes in on the undertow.
I suppose that these are things to be expected,
failure has always been my bully,
and I'm scared of losing you,
but I cannot keep you,
I will not betray myself.
Planets are called such for their sense of gravity,
and ours doesn't balance,
no equilibrium, no matter how hard I try.
And the taste of blood is bitter from my bitten tongue.
Your words are spun into loom,
that threads bondage,
around my heart that's too soft,
I don't care anymore.
I can't fight who I am,
and I won't for your sake,
not for anyone,
I remain a devoted instrument.
And I have made sacrifices you will never know.
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I have lived as prince and monk,
and never shirked the lurching groan, the weight of my path,
to the heart was dominion given,
act the compass, guide the fire that consumes unrelenting.
I remember running until my lungs turned to smoke,
to bring her treats, the cruel twist of a lapdog confused.
And I watched her eat them and adored her.
The smell of another man on her skin still unnerves me,
it's the aroma of second best.
Not even a baptismal fount can wash dirty secret out of love,
my pride will bare no shame.
Not for all her confusion, not for all the potential,
not for all the butterflies slick with thrills.
Lessen the worth of the reflection internal,
and I will show you a lesson not worth anything,
if you have to learn twice why tracks were worn down cheeks,
then a deserved fall may you have.
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These days are flying, no time to check wrists when you're this deep in the trench,
I am under the bench, trying to lift the team of dreams up,
I've had enough, and it's back to pulling triggers,
I figure that this is a limited offer war,
heart on my sleeve in a blood puddle on the floor,
and the sickly metallic smell,
it is the time that I tell, that all is moving towards well,
and so I fell....
no I'm not coming,
sorry it's all over,
I can't afford a forty,
this shift is never over.
I will sacrifice for the heights,
Keeping my promise obvious,
I serve and get what I deserve,
but then I get lost in the reverb,
lessons learned and added to the pile,
a flame behind the smile,
denial has never been my forte,
just a little more foreplay.
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been on the roam forever,
questions take form in lifetimes,
this path followed with devotion,
I have made a home, by the pacific ocean.
for to be born in a place you can't claim,
is to have no name,
and I've chased these roots far and deep.
When I am there, I am sleep,
death creeps in like chilled winds,
and the demon speaks to me sweet, ba bum ba bum,
the pressure, of my blood, pumped through the loved ones that live in my heart,
wishing me a happiness, that is their prescription,
I feel that gaze, I bleed as it pierces,
and that medicine is bitter.
if I swallowed I would lose myself,
and break a promise, and deny my faith,
Lord lend me strength,
to listen to advice,
to look into the mirror,
to do this better.
now or never.
never look back
back to front
front lines
line up
upwards
forwards
onward
I pray through choice
disciple of the blue sky and lion roar
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Passionate son of flame, I remain
Unchanged in the faith, create this new space
make it matter, gathered from the chaos
frost couldn't keep me, easy flow miracles
you just can't live without, doubt never fear it
peers with these secrets, rushing the emergency exit
reckless and pensive, pencils and tombstones
afro combs, grown up with gusto
rush and glow, I run at scared
never there, the light is the only remainder
nights only get stranger, days start at noon still
mirrored room feel, reveal the concealable you
feel the pull, sea the gull
ocean breeze majestic, frenetic away from it
magnetic intellect, attachment to has beens
dragging dreams, lucid scenes seen
gleaming from the pocket, objects of the prophet
ray alight with obvious, never separate from the process
of weighing down my conscience, with irrelevant unconscious
sponsorship, whipped in relationships
not weakness, just seek the circumference
of that perfect circle, taste it in the spaceship
love lace gripped, trembled thighs and wagging tongues
sing at the top of my lungs,
you should see
you should see
you should see
