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Reborn

I want to see things not as they appear, but, rather, how they really are. Too many people see the shadow of a figure I want to see the actual figure. I have found that the truth is not real and what's real is not the truth. What is the truth, you ask. Let me describe the perfect setting It's dark outside and the forest is lit by the moon Grab you're poision and injest it Let go of you're mind and let mother nature do the rest. It's a beautiful and pure euphoria getting in touch with her knowledge. In that moment you'll have and intense visitation of freedom You are born, you are free Lock that feeling away in you're soul, Throw away the key.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 6/2/2011 12:18:00 PM
Now i am not an advocate of doing drink and/or drugs but your poem certainly leads me to that of mind sets!! Whether i could seriously suffer the consequences of any type of hangover beggers my belief in my own constituency... I like that you used the word poison..enjoyed.
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