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Till judgement comes

The knife of fate do find it’s mark,

And send thy angels to weep,

Till judgement comes, my little solider dear,

You’ve earned a place to sleep.

BRB 2017

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Within Us

Within us can bleed out the doubt and fear in our pores,

Stinking up our lives with endless drama, constant fears

Like shadows, they undress our insecurities,

While they mock us, over the pain.

Let your heart rise above this,

Return to the boats and drag forward to your next happiness,

For it will come, like a gentle rain, falling softly slowly,

To cleanse the dirt, and erase the pain into vague memory.

BRB 2017

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If this helps, in the end of it, it doesn’t matter what people think. A lot of times they are dealing with the same things ( just out of your sight) so do something brave, learn to trust in others. Sure they might let you down sometimes, but sometimes they can surprise you, like a miracle in your life. Hope this helps you kiddo.  I’m gonna trust you to make the right decision without guidance.

often times if i want to get sth off my mind, but am a little worried how people will react, i’ll waitt till we’re all drunk then mention it in passing as a joke. if it’s worse than that i’ll put it in a rambling text post on a blog that even less people follow. and if it’s worse than THAT i write it in a TOP secret spot that I almost accidentally disclosed here, but even its location can only be written in the spot itself. likely in blood. 

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I have guided so many to the happiness I failed to find for myself. God, if you are listening, I hope you send St. Peter the memo before I get there.

To whom much is given...

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Tapped out

In a ringing bell,

And in ever colorful garb,

You came and rescued me from my lust,

Holding dear your innocence,

Like a veil, you covered me,

Enveloped me in your compassion.

Was I to feel different, embraced by you?

Never the poet sighs.

BRB 2017

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She left me waiting

The stone floor feels cool,

To the skin,

Did she ever feel,

A cage of emotion falling into her soul?

Well she left in a smirk,

In bedsheets and wine,

As a wingless fairy, she sprinkled her love,

Like a comet, I doubt I’ll see her again,

Yet her perfume lingers.

BRB 2017

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sold

Where did you go,

You sold me,

How could this be done,

You don’t own me.

Still the price was paid and on I went,

Never seeing a dime,

Yet somehow I feel cheap.

BRB 2017

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having trouble accessing the main blog again. Oh, boi.

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new week, great-happy-fun time!

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Oh poop cottle, it was Star Wars Day. Here, this made me laugh. Enjoy.

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Beauty Fades

I didn’t worry too much about beauty,

Mostly because it fades so quickly.

A stars shines till it falls.

I am made of stone, not as colorful,

But sure and strong.

Beauty is not something I’m described as

But it is something I cultivate in others.

Therefore beauty thrives all around me, 

Is it not better to make beauty and not be beauty,

For it is a lonely road of possession and lies.

BRB 2016

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I danced to this back in 2009 for a band promo. Good times.

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3 second delay

I have found in the daze

Through the haze,

There is a 3 second delay.

The delayed reaction,

Has taken a fashion,

To hide beneath the waves.

Though it might seem a pity

I feel it nifty, to live in that after the now.

The present is passé as the old well know,

Full of memories of better days gone by.

Now I experience the splendor,

The bleeding edge all but surrendered,

To revel in historical fantasy which from 3 seconds was now.

BRB 2016

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oh, so a romantic has to be married. Oh Internet, how drole. Love is love. Commitment is commitment. But love is not only about romance. So many more pages than that.

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Better.

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These aren’t my favorites, but they were big back then....

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Pretty woman showed us how broken people can still find each other.

Ok let’s have a romantic moment and take a listen. (Sort of a Madom Butterfly song)