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These Lips Are To Cold To Kiss

Time, is combined, in my mind.
Tragedy trickles to nowhere,
And now this pain I bare.
Seeing you for your worth,
Hearing you are only earth.
Killing, and filling, this feeling.
Lame, losers look like you.
Now this heart you threw,
Up on, and left the mess.
So this is progress?
Torture, under, this blur.
Blindsided by big, bountiful, beams,
That left me in shattered dreams.
Never thought I could catch this,
Because these lips are to cold to kiss.

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No Empathy, With Sympathy

Out of the rubble,
And through trouble.
My hopes, doubles.
Weaving together,
This fair weather.
Evil dare tether.
In mental telepathy,
Feel no empathy,
With sympathy.

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Many Faces

Carrying more than one face,
And modify, for everyone.
I get the wreckage in place,
And given all but none.
Auditing each movement I,
Make for the sake of the truth.
For I won’t harbor the lie,
And let you steel my own youth.
Selling souls to spite their will,
That’s what has been attempted.
My strengths will fulfill,
Aspiring the lifted.
Fake the saint, play the part,
Killing kindness cold hearted.
Thinking your shoty stories smart,
Digging my grave, already started?
Lingering longer deception,
Cause their eyes you have to hide.
Auditory perception,
Persuading all to your side.
Jekyll and Hyde can’t keep up,
With the mess you’ve created.
No trust, your actions are corrupt.
My hearts to heavy, weighted.
Don’t deny the things you try,
I know the truth, I’ve been there.
Cause all you do is think I,
And leave me in a don’t care.

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At Peace, At Peril

At peace, its calm
Like a cool summer day
Subsides the stereotype
At peril, a fire bomb
Don’t want to stay
With photos of a prototype
Kill those who kill me
And stop the hand of time.
Why must you kill,
What you hate.

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Amateur Saboteur

Best you had,
Now that’s sad.
Well I’m glad.
I’m no fad,
I’m ironclad.
You alright,
Not so bright.
Can’t you fight,
With this spite.
Where’s the might.
Times ago,
Now shadow.
Left me low,
In the snow,
You now owe.
I then die,
When I cry,
To the sky,
Up so high,
When you lie.
Why is she,
More than me?
You love thee,
I disagree.
Lone latchkey.
In this blur,
This you stir,
And occur.
Amateur,
Saboteur.

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Love

Loves lavish life
Opens opportunities
Ventilating vagarious
Emotions everyone enjoys

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Waste of a Man

Decoded fatal suicide

Of a plastic man

Stuck in a can

Copeasettic and domestic

Daily journal is hectic

Deliberate lie, now hide

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No Heart, This Time

Heavy on my heart is this hurtful hand.
Taking me to that timely place I can’t stand.
Deep despair and dying, in dreadful days.
Hurting me, hindering me into a haze.
Lonely lagoon how long will you linger.
Fighting this farce, and those who point a finger.
Spineless, soulless, suckers they will steal.
Leaving you long over lived, lifeless, unreal.
What can I do to wear out the daylight?
The future seams flawed, fake, to much to fight.
Various variations, vaguely of me.
Wearing down this wide, wild, world I see.

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Ending a Nigthmare

I’m just done……..
This world, this life…..
I want to die.
In my grave to lie.
This world is going to hell,
In case you can’t tell.
This pain, this strain
It drives me completely insane.
No one really cares,
Or ever really did.
No family to close,
No one loves me the most.
Fake shadow of a,
Imitation life.
Thinking he at least,
At least,
At least,
At least………………………………………
HE WOULD CARE.

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These are not donations
But only my frustrations
From working all workstations
Yet no compensations
For Calais formations
From all my creations
Confrontations leads
To my deviations
Exclamations 
In need a vacation
I feel vibrations
Cause my expectations
Is I meet expectations