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Just smile,

grit your teeth,

say “Fuck It”

and jump…

the pavement wants a kiss.

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I Guess

In my head, the sun only Rises, but never seems to Set.

As if the end of each day is just a Blurr

with no definitive finish.

I cant distinguish whats a dream and whats Reality.

They say that’s the true meaning of Insanity.

It wasn’t always like this,

maybe I died or am dieing

then again aren’t we all dieing? One day at a time.

We’re just waiting for the right moment to give it a label.


Born to Die

If we are all born to Die,

And when we Die, people Cry,

Yet we are predetermined to eternally fry,

deep in the Depths of Hell.

What business do We have keeping Well?

simply just to ring our own bell?

To put off this damnation

is simply procrastination,

Give in to the extermination,

and your ultimate obliteration.

But these beliefs may prove False

so don’t make them deal with the loss

with someone so good as you

its never to late to Start your life Anew


Masters of the Universe

Let’s make History,

You and I.

Right here, right now,

Tonight

In this air, these stars,

This Night is ours!

Release these Wolves

and sound the alarms

This Night

is ours.

Take off that Mask to reveal

that beneath it all

Right now is Real.

Fire the guns and

Sunder the Seas!

Be everything you can be

Explode into a Supernova

of Ecstasy,

Colours and Sounds.

Breathe in Eternity

This Night is ours!

No turning back

A headstrong Attack

Challenging Everything you know

After all,

What have I got to show?

Turn to Face

Oblivion,

that’s all it takes.

One last Chance,

the dramatic climax,

The deep breathe before the plunge

This is it boys,

One last Lunge.

The institutions of law

Will fall at our feet!

And grovel in submissive defeat

Let’s make history,

you and I

This Night

So we may never die.

This is one for the Books!

They’ll write it down,

And all that it took

was to Burn this Town!

A night to remember

One last time,

So gather your courage

and all you have left,

And pack every fist full

of your last dying breathe

Because Tonight

We own the World

and tonight we will change it

and Life

is the edge of a knife

which the Universe rests on;

and Life

Is what ties us down,

a tether.

But we’ve found

A new way to live

Forever.

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Dreamer

Dreams never die

but sometimes they cry.

Dreams may never fly

but sometimes they try.

Dreams can reach the sky

or never past your eyes.

Dreams can be a way to live

or hold you captive.


Stranger

Stranger to me

Stranger to you

When life means nothing

Are you really living

When you live to die

And love has no virtue

Are you alive

When death does not phase you

And the name Hades does not strike fear into your heart

Have you a soul

Neither sun nor moon

Or burning wound

You are a still a stranger to me

And I am a stranger to you


Somewhere In Between

Between the Trees and

the Locust cries

You can hear the soft

moan of the Summer breeze

You ruffled my leaves

and I began to cry

the saplings will

All wither and Die

I was somewhere in between

two towering elder trees

I was overwhelmed

Opportunity ripped out from my arms

I went down to the creek

and took a Deep draw,

I rose to my feet and

Spread my limbs wide

and for the first time

I opened my Eyes.


A Prayer For Christmas Eve

On Christmas Eve when eyelids sink and Head does Nod, I look out my window to Behold my God, On quiet Night, beneath Perfect Sky, Is time to remember Those who cry,  And send out a Prayer for those Victims of Injustice and what is not ‘Fair’, those without a family With which this Night to Share, Let them know they are not Forgotten On Eve of Day ere Christ’s begotten. Those who suffer Mental illness or battle the demons of addiction and those infirmed with physical ailment or affliction give tender love and care and do not let their hearts despair, and to those who live where danger Fear and Violence reign, ease their sorrows, Woes and pain, this Christmas Eve remember those who had to leave and go up to that quiet sky, rejoice in those who live in memory of those who die, and let those who are Invisible be seen, to highest thrones lift them from shameful slums unclean, As I drift off to sleep, these secret hopes my Heart will keep this Christmas Eve I pray, let all the World behold

A glorious Christmas Day


Suits and Ties

Open Eyes

And Walking into

Suits and Ties

Wondering who

Sees the Lies

If one Knew

Individuality Dies,

Those who do

Open Eyes

(I am one too,

as I realize)

Can Only Feel blue,

And sometimes cries

As we march out the Doors,

Into Suits and Ties


Morning’s Song

The gull’s calls

And Sea-grass whispers

The silvery gray

of early Light

Ocean glimmers

Each wave washes

And cleans the beaches

Mournful mirages

of yesterdays sorrow.

Morning’s Song, teach me

how to live and how to die

Wind, shake my bones cold

Sea, make me Alive

Saintly clouds overhead loom

clean me and fill me as I march

Into the Sea, Into the Sea

The Morning’s Song


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