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Poetry of an Insomniac | ![]() |
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"6 Years" |
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"Face" There is a place where all doors are closed, This place isn't known by those transposed, everyday we hunt and we search, every night we wait and we pearch, This place isn't perfect as we think it to be, It isn't your heaven at least not to me, but the happiness gained in this place of values, is nothing compared to what we will now choose, we haven't made the right choice in the longest of times, and we haven't figured out anything without our rhymes, everytime I think of this far off place, I sit and I think that it resembles your face. |
"Another" Another car drives by, another eye turns dry, a long heart felt scream, caused by an emotional dream, the ticking of the second hand, amplified by madness, the beauty in your eye, cut short by sadness, every second hoping, every second wishing, I turn around, and this time your there, I'm speechless, awestruck, and I only stare, at confidence cause by love, I needed a push in a forward direction, I thank you for the shove, twilight illuminates, and brings emotions, daylight casts shadows, and raises questions, opposites attract, and death is ONLY the end, another car drives by, another love trancends. |
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"I Choose" |
"In Line" We sit and we wait, for something to happen, we believe in fate, and predestined mapping, Your patience is cursed, with laziness, and anxiety is blessed, and stops lifelessness, you do tomorrow, what should be done today, those lives full of sorrow, about them we can say, we do not need longevity, some do not want eternity, every hour keep busy, everyday stay strong, if you start to feel dizzy, then nothing is wrong, Your only relearning to live. |
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