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A day of dawning has set before.
Suns rising on moons horizon.
Souls from within wearing thin.
Fields of grain set the rates at high stakes bartering.
Mines of Kimberly diamonds of blue, black and green.
I feel her love must be my Queen.
Together we shall grow close inside mysterious winds blow.
Never before have world's become.
Deserts have swamped.
Rivers run dry.
Artic glaciers melt.
For he shall begin once more gifts of gold become of silver lining.
Rise above become worthy of nesting birds fly feathered.
Bow before your Masters chambers.
The good of man has vanished before eyes of awakening.
New religion beliefs I shall pander my will to Demons of Satanic growth.
Believe in me I beggith you to have faith in the power of my father's cryptic side.
I miss the days never giving chance too grow outside my very own path.
Suidance has never taken place within my soul.
Alone, dismented left wondering how my father's will for me ever come to light.
I now have become complete from the disoray I was born into.
54 years of coming out to finally becoming the being of father's future never lived.
The Doors of Perception have come to pass.
This day to forever I shall never again fear the love of father not present.
For I now know he has inlightened my very self to becoming the man he never grew to be.
I James Douglas Morrison Jr. will always and forever to eternity's end.
Be the finest well kept Jewel in the grounds of every planet.
In the Universal being of the late and great
father of mine.
-Jim Morrison Jr
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DEPTHS OF SANITY
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The creature crawls in front of me From the darkest depths of sanity His silence takes her by surprise The creature breaths his mouth is dry
Numbing fingers claw the ground Creature creeping all around From the darkest depths of sanity The darkest depths of sanity
A girl whos love for me is true Brings prophecies She listens to the words I say And lies so far so far away
Speaking scriptures that of love His eyes so blue as skies above Look into these eyes of blue She bleeds, she mates, shes there for you From the darkest depths of sanity The darkest depths of sanity
Her voice, her look, her seductive ways Drawling creature from his caves The creature walks he shakes the ground Sensing beauty all around She writes, she shouts, she goes in sane Creature crawling through her vein
Love for creature not for me The darkest depths of sanity The darkest depths of sanity
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Time Will Tell
Jim Morrison Jr
LifeLoveRomanticSpirituality
Epic
Time will tell that sets us apart
All we have is one more start
Although it seems
We’ve lost the race
Opportunity becomes discrase
We run with wolves
Our wild side
Screams of mercy
We can not hide
Love has lost
Motivation within
Rich or poor
They will not win
I hold my breath I close my eyes
I begin to breath N wonder why
I can’t explain where I’ve been before
I’ve seen so many lands
Outside my door
This gift of Love I promise no more
All has died the very same door
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Day has taken light
Children muster on rivers edge
Priest spread the words of God
Her love for me has feathered and flew
Sounds of thunder roar like lions
Thoughts of fame have come and passed
Never before have I ever wonder
Through the eyes of evil worship
Far out lands become islands
Love to all that matters
Sacrifice has come to pass
Ancient warriors die by sword
Pyramids shadow desert sands
Once again we walk in sync
Follow paths of Gods before us
Fire burns the surface of man
Walk with me let life begin
My lust for you turns into sin
We took the Vow let Love begin
Ocean breaks the gusty winds
For you I perish will bliss set in
My lust for you turns into sin
This poem is ending I start to grin
For you I perish will bliss set in
One more time I'll say it again
This poem is ending
A message I send....
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Darkness falls across the shadowed halls of intimacy she takes her final breath.
She leaps into the murky waters of death, leaving behind her lovely fragrance of beauty, self proclaimed fame and one lonely child.
To fend for himself in this world of massacre. Darkness falls across the shadowed halls of intimacy.
Where are we going with this lonely twisted modern day masscarade called society. We think of others only judging ourselves against what is believed to be our true selves.
Darkness falls across the shadowed halls of intimacy. Intuition so it is said should guide us through. Subconscious then may not be true.
Although race religion culture and creed may tear us apart there is one thing holding us together as human beings.
Love, for love is the battle that will forever be fought but will never truly be won. Love will always burn the flames that ever so stretch the lengths of eternity.
Darkness Falls across the shadowed halls of intimacy.
-Jim Morrison Jr ©?2002
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The shows about to begin take your seats.
Bow to the God's fusion sets in.
Bowing priests set new boundaries.
The hooker is lerking church on Sunday.
Alter boys hide their crying eyes
Set forth the mysterious truth.
Winged demons fly the night.
Fortrus of Queens stand before us.
Only you may take a stand on true evil.
Never before has enlightenment come forth.
She writes she shouts she goes in sain.
Creature crawling through her veins.
Love for creature not for me the darkest depths of sanity. Poetry by Jim Morrison Jr.
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One Final Wish
Jim Morrison Jr
CelebrationClassicLoveNatureRomantic
Epic
As pure as the snow on a mountains top. Girl for you to my knees I will drop. I will ask for your hand you and I as one. Your beauty it shines like the rays of the sun .
Well walk down the aisles, well dance if you may. I will build you a Temple for if you will say. You’ll be mine till the end, no need to count time. Your dreams will come true love like rivers of wine.
For this I will grant you One Final Wish. So if this wish you wish for you, should be for the heart. Your dreams will come true.
But if this wish you wish for me. The heavens will start well eat from the tree. Please say it can be just you and me.
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PROVEN TRUE by: Morrison Jr.
The days before night rolled in.
Villagers gather a lonely roam to rivers edge.
Screams from within.
Fame is just a flame that burns.
Lasting results seem uncertain.
Life has ruined the man in me.
Friends have become as fictional character.
Please let me in.
The Doors of perception have proven true.
I won’t die this way. (Jim Morrison Jr.)
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The waves break at my ankles bucket in my hand. I picture what my life would be in a Castle made of sand. The view would be so pleasant, from the windows that I look. My Queen would have so many riches that of a story book. With dragons to protect her and all that she can dream. Eyes of darkest turquoise with a little touch of green. Her skins as soft as silk, teeth as white as pearls. Hair as long as the Castle walls with never ending curls. We’ll ride into the sunset saddles made of gold. Bodies ever so close oceans waters cold. All our dreams will soon be gone, washed away in the early dawn. My heart pours out for all to see. I dream of my Queen to be with me. Although alone I remain a man, my Queen and I walk hand and hand. I picture what my life would be in a Castle made of sand.
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Every day closer to death
One more day further
To eternal light
Demons gather gasping for air
The sounds of fire crackling
Flowers grow wild along the roadside
Indians cultivate wings
Birds flock flying in circles
Winds grow deeply
Silent moons burn bright
Her love has takin a back seat
To his true passion
Years have passed
Lust has takin place of true love
True love blistering
His thoughts of yesterday
Feelings towards her
Dysfunctional thought
That places him on
A low level of respect.
Comparing the filthy ways of
The true Black American
And their traditional
Animalistic inherited trait
Monkey like patterns of habit
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