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Battle With My Mind

I am armed and fighting my battle. I am bombarded
by disturbed thoughts running through my
mind. My mind is leashing out expressing itself
as an insane leader. I challenge any power 
I find along the way.

My battle is never ending. I am twisted inside
it's mouth and it's a war getting free. I try to
banish it but it steadily gets stronger. The fire
in the battle burns at my flesh repeatedly,

Bits of my disturbed thoughts are burning and
lighting their way in the sky. I am hunted down
by a biz are chill that crawls down my spine.

The reflection of myself bombards the insane
challenge set forth as I use my weapons against 
myself as I lead and fight the insane quills
that have entered into my body.

Plucking them freely and ripping out the
thorns of madness I terminate my
battle by execution of body
and mind.

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Submerged Love

A hidden protected love which will surface now and than. Submerged into the 
deepest waters of the ocean floor. Why it is so still? Like an ocean plant frozen in 
place. Could it be devoured? Only by yourself. No one else can harm this submerged 
love and the effect it has on us.
It's like a gateway of roads and highways manifesting into a bold flight with colorful 
patterns of gazing light that enters in our eyes and alows a sudden twinkle. This 
love is submerged deep into the mounds of lakes and rivers combining forced 
airways climbing through our hearts.
We can visualize almost anything but a silent love that only shows itself when 
invited.
Love can be dwelling or it can be timid. However it shows itself is how the true love 
feels. It can overpower you or just look you in the eye. Either way it is gentle. Like 
an anchor which is held down this love is anchored but can release itself as a gentle 
blossom flourishing like a million blossoms from one vine to another. Climbing to the 
top and finding it's way home.

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The Gate of Death

Once you have entered the gate there is no
turning back. Inside the gate lies mountains
crusted with black dust. Birds with bulging
eyes and unknown sounds that makes your
heart swell with fear.

Crackling of the ground below you with
lava pockets swelling from the ground.
Inside the gate is a garden of death just
waiting for it's oponet. Death awaits
and will challenge you into a death fight.

It will destroy you and bury you in the '
black dust of the mountains. You will 
melt and be tortured by the bulging
eyes of the birds.

Your eyes will be plucked like a feather.
And  your remains will be a prisoner
inside the gate until you turn to sand
and the gate of death will continue
to feed off your bones.

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Wicked Eyes

Wicked and distorted eyes dancing under the
moon. The wicked eyes listen as screams are
heard in the distance. Wicked eyes pounding 
faster than a heart beat and streaks of blood
dripping like rain.

Blood drippings travel up toward the moon.
drying out and becoming crisp as the air
hits the spots. Sparks flash as the eyes
mimic a screaming child.

Silence sits in as the screams diminish and gently close.
The moon now rest and is assured that the
wicked eyes are now in remission.

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Shadowed Soul

A quiet place where silence begins and anger stops. Tombed in a clever little spot 
where only we can enter. A barrier between life and a huge hostile world. a place 
where pleasant memories linger and faces stay the same. Colors are much brighter 
and hearts are warm and kind. A shadowed soul is a rapid beat of many heartbeats. 
Pounding in rhythm one beat at a time. We can hear each heartbeat patter if we are 
silent. The beats are wonderful with amazing chime and windfall flight.
Continuos patterns as if we are glued in space to a tranquil barrier. A dimension of 
our minds unblock the scissors that can cut us apart if we let them. But no we will 
not let them. I protect you with my life and catch you if you slip on the outer bounds 
of illness. I gaze at you with glory and a living soul through the eyes of hundreds.
Let us stay shadowed as it is to protect you and keepsake your memory in a solemn 
vow that is mine and yours throughout the harmony of our souls.

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Pulling Me In

I stand above the busy street gutter pacing back and forth.
A strong dark force keeps pulling at me.
A strong current below seems to be calling my
name. The sound of cracking bones speaks
out loudly. 

Suddenly there is a haunting smell in the wind.
The smell enters my nose with a rush of
electronic forces. The smell lingers and
traps me like a tiny bug. 

I am paralyzed from fear and I wait
gazing down into the gutter. Black
limbs and vines reach up at me with
unbelievable strength.

The gutter opens and pulls me in like a
helpless child. Chewing on my flesh
it crawls through me like a angered serpant.

It causes massive boils on my body.
Parts of my body begin to melt and my
heart quivers rapidly. The gutter has
pulled me into it's domain. I live and breathe
the haunting smell that the gutter offers
me.

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If Death Were An Object

If death were an object like a ball would it roll to the highest point and create
  evil destruction.  Or if it were a metal disk that could raise itself to the bitter ends
  of it's final destination. Death can appear in many different forms. Death could be
  like a song that lingers with beautiful melodies. Death could be a portrait with many
  faces and poses. Death can wait or death can watch. It might squeeze the life out
  of every precious opening until there is nothing but a hint of despair. 
                 But a sweet song of death can only wait and be subtle
                 and ease into your surrounding and gently choose you
                 to become the object in which it must collect.

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Sub Waters

My inner self bellows into the deepest sub waters.
I am embraced with a complete silence as I flow
through the chambers of the waters. Flowing
softly I hear the sounds of the water causing
echos of flashing lights.

Leading me into a delusional state I give myself
to the sub waters. Hundreds of sectors
penetrating the waters as it causes massive
dimples.

The bellowing of my inner self transforms me
into a part of the sub waters. I flourish as
the currents move me into different
directions. I expand and multiply and
survive off sub water plants.

I am surrounded by a tunnel of darkness 
where the waters stop and  all that remains 
is a brilliant light hovering above.

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The Evils

The evils enter your body and manifest into millions of chambered objects
revolving around a stem of beating flesh. Hollowing you in like a starving child
they hide you away from the light and live off your existence. They fear not like
we. They are bewildered by our presence. Fighting their way to the top to 
inhabit every portion of your body. They slither like a serpent and crawl through
your veins and destroy all organs with extreme pain. They dissolve
you and create a blood red fire of haunting torment. With desires of anguish they 
ravage
your mind and mimic your every move. They burn your soul like a blazing pit of
angered sins that are binded from the past. Sentenced to death in a chamber of 
cruelty they filter you with thoughts of disgust and shame. They alter your 
brain like a puzzle with pieces missing. Crusting downward
Until they regenerate again.

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River

Running river so bold and tranquil. beautiful color
absorbed into each other as patches of rainbows.
drenched into perfection.
The water flows as an elegant seagull.

Flowing up over the rocks nestled in line
and each tiny rock like a granule.
The tranquil but yet bold sound is like a
rumbling heart beat that tip toes
on your heart.