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beauty of destruction
its a tragic reality that of which we abode. i ponder and wonder… why is it that fire rhymes with desire? why is destruction as beautiful as gold? for it shimmers so gently though roars so bold…
beauty, charge, depressing, desctruction, fire, gold, government, heart, leaders, poem, poetry, political, reality, rhyme, sorrow -
Supernovae Crochet
I can feel the fire in my heart light up again, maybe once more, though turns out sorting all my past mistakes out is such a chore…
aquarius, astronomy, awakening, beat, beauty, birth, black hole, constellations, creation, cycle, cyclic, destiny, dream, egodeath, emotion, energy, entropy, esoteric, existentialism, fasting, feelings, fire, fission, flame, flow, free, future, game, glow, god, grave, happy, healing, heart, heaven, hell, holy, humanity, hurt, illusion, jupiter, key, lesson, life, life force energy, light, love, low, magic, Meditate, meditation, mind, moon, nature, order, overthinking, past, physics, plan, poem, poetry, prose, reborn, reincarnation, relationship, repeat, rollercoaster, Romantic, sad, science, sin, solar system, sorrow, soul, spiral, spiritual, star, story, stress, suffering, sun, sweet, system, temptation, the one, time, tomb, universe, vibrate, vibrations, violet, visions, wave, will power, zen -
Depression Session; Inability for Expression
Woe, woe, woe – woe is my foeCreature from hell, down from bellow Yo, yo, yo – yo I’ve fallen lowUp and down, the string of sorrow No, no, no – no I cannot growThere is so much more that I doth not know I want to run and run and never look backTurn the
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Year by Year
Work, play, restMurk, flay, testLurk, pray, crest Head is jumbledMind is fumbledOverencumbered is IToo weighted down to flyToo devoid of space to cryAll I can do I let out a brief sigh Relax they sayRelax and praySo I pray then lay downVanishing my worryThe blizzard clears, banishing the flurry
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Widowbaker, Kyoto
The end is nowTake a knee and bow The end is nighTake up armsLet out their last sigh … INTERMISSION … “Waiting at homeA mouth-wateringly delicious pie And a bubble bath with foamOh, but before you returnYou will surely DIE So you will not seeThe beauty that weHave preserved for thee No pie! You die!
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