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Stark
She wondered why it never occurred to him that she wanted love and a life with him rather than this status quo she had previously hoped he would want to be with her in a real way!!! but eventually, she had realized that was not ever gonna happen She had tried to talk to him a thousand times explain how unbalanced this was…
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Dawn
golden darkness fills the sky infinite sadness and solemn lies wondrous clouds of lightning and fire come to fulfill the world's desire to live is to love to love is to die yet we embrace fate you and I we long for the end or moral insanity vicariously awaiting the morning's vanity ...if it shall come
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The Rain Song
the dawn it broke with a thounderous sound opening every sense I have inside bringing the song of angels in the rain riding into the storm. the rain is coming down coming down on me as I follow the angels into the storm rain rain is coming down and there is no place I would rather be riding into the storm. straight pipes…
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Moon Dog Dance (would you walk me home)
twentyfive years and the moon dog is coming to dance twentyfive years and the tears all start to dry and I can feel the touch of day light in my eyes. see the wild horses running through the corners of her mind and she can't wait to tell you of the things she's left behind so many people and the places that she's been but…
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Fight or Flight, is it from Science class?
A science teacher told my class: when faced with something frightening or dangerous, in the ancient parts of our brains, people have the instinctual response of "Fight or Flight". This just meant that people either run away or stand and face whatever is making them afraid. He told us that some people are more likely to…
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The oak tree
Hello dear oak tree...I know where to find you.. An acorn..from the park in the city.. In front of the house...higher than the roof...stretched up towards the sky.. In my palm I held you once Now I can't move you.. But I could sit here for a while..listening to the soft sounds from the leafs...
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Back Again
It's been a while. But the bug is back. did you notice the night? i fell right through your eyes to take everything i fell right through the wormhole just to hear a memory fascinated by the gallows the shape is produced but the setting escapes me stand outside to take my stand hoping should we fear to look? or reality?…
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y❂♆
what you say to me means alot to me I eat it your words encompass like a bear down on me into ink tones (voice is my cradle making me know all of love sweetest of dreams and at night) that tink you hear that a star gives off
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Metaphorically like a Wizard
~ ~~ ~~~ ~~~~ have you ever held a sphere and wished it were a straight line have you ever swam ahead of crowds have you ever thought that if you didn't care the life you held takes care of you have you ever thought that every dot becomes an angle to expansion growing to an infinitum (growing to an infinitum) just how big…
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Palooka
when I lay in bed some nights relaxing I start to feel the hands reaching up from under n in my bed sometimes I get up n write why I think the hands are there what their purpose is but most nights I let the hands grab n pull n hold me til I can find a hand to hold that doesn't squeeze my balls too hard
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Today
The sun seems brighter today as I imagine you close my mind tells me, in reality it won't solidly affect me but, my heart disagrees and it's stubbornly trying to dance! under the cloth of this normal day
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Change is in our pocket
The mundane can offer comfort, reassuring us with it's consistency Until a ripple, tired from its journey, hits us gently. Pushed along, our eyes are forced to reevaluate. Fear, no, excitement? now carries us forwards. Cast upon the shore, we long for the ride again. We cast our own stone this time, offering others the…
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hates herself, she
she denies any love is truly hers The tears she cried have given up their usefulness anymore. As the paper peels from a forgotten guest room, The only sounds are the drippings from a leaking tub The echo helps her sing there sits as moon peeks a glow in tune. There lost between her memory and the walls I swear laughter…
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Mother Creator
Mother Creator In a tumultuous, ocean vastness, Filled with gems and rainbows Heaven is overseen. Within its depths, Yet to been seen, Spontaneous combustible volcanoes keep secrets, of life and other means. A one celled amoeba, Begins a defining journey -aAdaptation was the key- As it climbed the coral "mountain" To the…
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Tonight
For tonight I dine upon sorrow with the temptation of malice and closure ever present. Tonight I shall endure for tomorrow shall bring the fortune of opportunity, the wealth of growth...and the fortuity of uncertainty. Tonight I give to you in solitude...In hiding. Tonight's mental hum, delirious state, inebriated mind,…
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A note to remind us all!
There are phrases like: "Tomorrow's another day" and "Anything can happen today" or "You never know what tomorrow will bring" or "Today can be whatever you make of it" and, they may all sound like Tired Cliches but, in a very real and deep way, THEY ARE NOT every day we are alive we can have the energy of hope to help see…
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Wrote this about 20 odd years ago
Never shared this, maybe with my wife but that's about all, always thought it should be a song but never could find it's musical fit. Tell me what you think (i was about 20): Locked in a world that were his own thoughts He faced the mosaic that was his past, present, and future Confronted with the possibility of hostility…
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poetry is war
fact
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Let's take the scenic route
Sometimes I feel like I'm happily riding along and the driver takes a wrong turn down a dark alley! that's the point at which I have to say somethin' (um, excuse me beauty boy, but I think you need to look at the map) when I was younger, I used to pretend to be less capable than I am (don't want to scare folks off) but, I…
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My Song entered in Guitar Center 3 contest
Hey - I have entered into a Guitar Center songwriter contest and would love feedback on my song. Thanks! Fun Fact - It is in the same tuning as daughter G G D G B D (although it sounds a lot different) Here is the Site: http://songwriter.revimage.com/channels/Evan+Riley Evan
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Turns Me Around
I don't write about love, it's either there or it's not. If there's something in between, lust lost, If I was ever to rely on someone to be there always The truth is the lessons were the best I've got. There's no wonderful prince charming nor a super hero flying. There's no one brought up to be daring, clever, bold and…
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I'll be Captain Obvious
Love that travels back and forth that's still the best feeling in the world! Like a spiral staircase, it can become an ascending loop :D <-- Captain O's face
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Changing the pattern
Unless a person is living her days like a machine churning out material of the same design because it's a fabric factory and that's the best selling material, it seems like a good idea to do something else once the pattern has been firmly established! How many days does it take to convince a man you always love him? I'm…
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"Story"
There is an idea. The more we remove ourselves from religion and spirituality the more we remove ourselves from myth. The more we embrace science the more our lives becomes a series of events punctuated by cold facts and numbers. We become binary code; a series of zeros and ones. With the human being removed from the…
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Connected with pain
Connected with pain Connected not only to the needle Chained not only to the bed By force interwoven with silence Shackled onto loneliness Melted with fear Integrated with incomprehension Cry out for help But no one listens No one cares
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Blind
Blind Running for my first photo gig Out of breath, black spots in my sight Became black clouds, bleedings in my eyes Clouding my view I saw it happening in my eyes I saw, I saw… I was going blind And there was nothing I could do to stop it The doctors confirmed my fear Shooting lasers in my eyes to slow the process down…
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"Reach"
If this waking life is nothing but a dream then there is nothing to be. Nothing that can’t be undone or bound to soul. A dream within a dream like emptiness resting anxiously upon nothing. They do not speak but are aware of each other. Like scorned lovers they can only touch for fleeting moments. Yet in those instances…
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Snap The Butterfly
New Song - In the ground https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KhTQaUJUX_E
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fly back home
a poem song for my dad Wait! The wind the rain dropping (an angel descends) like its bringing good tidings… Yes, good tidings… From so far away So far away away Home………………………..:…………..:..:::.:.. That place i always knowed wanted me there And i wanted to always find you my most cherished and beautiful childhood drawing .. a…
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right now not yet
I think I'm barely right here barely close but not quite touching or full-on maybe some running or smoothing waters over collapse goes the seizure but just not yet between us is only seeing each other the burn from desire melts the pieces that stay ready steady no not yet first suffocate to noises I don't often hear…