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All Thing's Come To One
All things come to one forever in time always on my mind. Laughing as we run running onto the sun all things come to one laughing as we run running into the sun. And now we know all that we need to know all thing's come to one laughing as we run. Chasing time in to the sun holding hands as we run give your love to everyone…
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Compartmentalized
COMPARTMENTALIZED Beginning again Forced fear Wanting reason to dissapear Splitting learn coming near Eyes wide Ming polluted as suited for all of us to reappear Slam them shut Close part of the mind for construction Skimming the surface for the next abduction Slam it shut, work and reappear Forced back the suction Watch…
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3_siX-20eleven
We're taking a swim in emptiness. Its surprisingly beautiful. Got a nice view of a golden countryside. Pleasing to the eye. Hearing echoes of happiness. Like crystal times. Visible streaks of wind. Vibrant colors. Wrapping around her fingertips. She whispers ecstasy from her lips. Don't wake me up.
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in you
in you i see the anger from a life lived in vain the sensation of a drain the sum of every fear real to me in you i see a hatred growing strong taking root a power absolute alive and dead inside just to be in you i see the devil in a dream darkness lies the depths of his eyes the night with no moon on the sea in you i see…
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Dream Lyrics
Do you ever wake up with Eddie's voice in your head.... the lyrics wrapped and woven in a dream.... Out of my mind...out of my mind.. the beautiful voice echoing.... All of the time... with the familar words of waking moments.... Wish you could help me mister... Wish you could lift me up... replacing the pictures usually…
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I don't really have a choice
I can't seem to stop love from coming back into my heart it just keeps sneaking back in even when I'm trying to be reasonable and responsible and practical... my heart keeps winning it wants to be happy it's hard to explain, but I really don't have a choice!
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Boredom
I used to be able to work like a well-oiled machine but I'm getting sick of the whole routine and I need to find a way to become less tired of it all a new way to get up even when I fall it's just so clear I need to figure out how to do what I need to do without feeling like this!
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Fate and an Argument
oh cruel cruel Fate, despite the fact that the symbols speak to me on occasion I may ignore them now because I'm tired of reading so many signs! why not simply ring the bell and stand on the doorstep instead? why not use the old-modern technology that is a phone? despite the fact that the symbols do hold meaning sometimes,…
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Well
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Breaking the Cycle
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Askance
ASKANCE My God she said, I am the virgin that has come pushing and assuming God’s reason for sending me into the belly of man is my question Forthright shivers travel spinelessly Deleting all but my question Forcing myself open yet closed as you request my God, my father Which I have yet to understand from my knees Would…
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Bag of Stones
Seems like only yesterday we were skipping stone across the pond but look at you now you're all grown up and shaking leaves off the trees as you move from town to town. Night time comes and everybody knows this place ain't growing any dreams only lust and one night stands to bring this town to it's knees and the ghosts of…
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Puttering around on vacation
I used to make words rhyme and I feel that's not actually a waste of time, so maybe I should try to find a way to do that now and then? perhaps only during those times when I feel I might have the mental space to befriend a surprise or two? It probably wouldn't take away from everything else I'm trying to do!
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Not The Old Me
NOT THE OLD ME Cluttered with weight Clinging to the pounds of a swirling nightmare In both hands, a meat cleaver Held at chest height Arms bent upwards at 90 degrees Wife & child wishing for the real Dad back In front of the fuckin' police Center stage, street side, front row with disco ball red & blue He screams, "Just…
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Aurora Borealis
I remember holding you just like it was yesterday and everyday I see you and say I love you I love you today and always. Was your journey everything I heard it would be did you see Aurora Borealis did you think about me. Heaven is a place in your eyes and every moment there is Paradise a place we will never die our place…
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bully boy
so tell me bully boy who only in age befits a man how is it you speak of love & protecting women when you do no such thing rather you knock them down albeit with cheating & disrespectful lies or belittle with caustic names if for themself they dare to stand? caring for you only hurts i'm no longer willing to be a toy for…
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a meeting amongst golden hills
Aging man. Feels like a cold rainy day. Last slept 4 months ago. Sits out on the porch. Reads the paper. Doesn't talk to his neighbors. Five miles away. Each side. Rolling golden countryside. What a perfect place to die. Lack of sleep makes it feel like A neverending dream. He has his own beliefs. Laughs when others bring…
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mikalina... happy birthday?
well... you're pisces .. it's the heart of March and it's spring... at least in my head so even if today's not your birthday, have a pretty day...and a happy spring
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EMEK BOOK- Im in it!!
If any of you have the new EMEK book that was just released... i am in the book. my tattoo is pictured on page 109... i am #16...
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Eyes That Can Not Speak
I feel you there, oh favorites eyes eyes that can not speak. It is through them that I share my world in eyes that can not speak. Words they are not always right for those eyes that can not speak. But the heart that lies behind those eyes. . . . does always speak to me.
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T-shirt design for Japan relief....
Hey all!! I designed a t-shirt for Threadless Causes, aimed at helping out with the situation in Japan. You could vote for mine, or any other t-shirt... When they print one (21st March), 25% of sales will go to the cause. I put a little PJ pun in the title too, just to spice it up for y'all... Thanks for looking :-)…
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things to make you smile, and make you think.
Can miles truly separate you from friends.... If you want to be with someone you love, aren't you already there? ~Richard Bach Within you I lose myself... Without you I find myself Wanting to be lost again. ~Author Unknown ���A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each…
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Scratch
SCRATCH Don't let this place get to your brain It's insane, I know A brown speechless comedian He hands me a note Sure, i'll read it to you Pick up Get to work Search first Blast Burn and then turn Inspect Coat Pass Assemble Shoot Cook Quench, and you're off the hook For now Don't let this place get to your brain It's…
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Where's the Pit
I have an administrative question/ponderance/concern/comment. I understand that only paid TEN members can post on this forum, formerly known as the pit. Others can browse the forum, but not post, as I understand it. The forum seems quite slim compared to the former pit with many members. The pit was much more enjoyable…
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to live or to die
It really IS like a fight for life between the wrong path and the right one in our heads thought paths ugliness vs beauty fear vs love health vs illness activeness vs paralysis hopefulness vs helplessness darkness vs light it's an endless battle one must fight fight for good or die!! push back or get sucked under climb or…
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Protection and angels?
Uuuma, who still believes in guardian angels? (um, I do) Though I don't know why. (oh, there's a lot going on that I don't understand or like!) But, I continue to try to figure out this material world, buzz, buzz, hum. (even though I know it does fine without me!) and I still try to add something postive whenever I can.…
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David Whyte
This is my first post in this forum so apologies of there are plenty on DW. But just want to say.,, Love his work,love his talks.
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my hands
bleached clean... foul white paper hack with... oh wicked tongue slap on... deceit enshrouds weighted air ...oh i can not breathe waving quill... does not erase impale...rot flesh...oh rot! stench drifts...blindly stumbling oozing lymph ...oh pus filled scab victor rides high... shiny affectations filth cupped...oh my hands
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why
words like sand fall between fingers a floor littered words so full bursting into nothing lost scattered beneath feet pacing sleepless nights unanswered prayers pushing to the edge torture...why to see me crumble?
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It was luck
Reading about scientific studies today, and I noticed something exciting I don't know how we hit upon at least three of these techniques for happiness, (all by accident...) so simple, our old routine, but it was lucky without a plan, without knowing why, we found a few good things! :)