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Spirochete Flows

Bacterium spreading; catching flight on wind
finding refuge in dark crevices; waiting 
dashing and prancing the innocent march-in
unknowingly landing in middle; of this creatures den

Spirochete oozing from devils tongue
grabbing and fighting; finding the right one
these fleshy seekers hitch their ride
On the most humble of creatures, they hide

Now with continuous industrialism and selfish idiotism, on their side
Transported directly  into population, out of natures dimension
They have used the perfect disguise; with the innocent as their eyes
blood will come upon them, THE SPIROCHETE FLOWS INSIDE!

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Thought

Thought

In deep
motionless I
running thoughts, are
between viewpoints lost
found in.

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Free Form

Free form; what is it? 
From where does it exist?
Freedom of thought;
Search inside; what is free?
Answers without questions;
Derive more problems 
For lives that are lived
Can answer no question;
No subtleties,
No equations,
Or anything that logics taught


Forgotten voices;
Horace spoke so clear,
Da Vinci lived, 
Roentgen made history
And Einstein could not resist;
Atomic bliss
Free form exists

Admitting too the unknown,
Socrates did 
Plato, showed the ingenious in this
Xenophone followed it,
The apology went to death
Free form exists.

The stolen oath of Hippocrates; 
From; freeing Rome of the plague
To pharmaceutical companies,
Creating chemically dependent slaves
Hippocrates turns in the grave
Free form exists

Morrison a tormented soul,
Victimized in his own sins
A song write, a poet;
The Great Spirit spoke within
A world too young, for this greatness,
The devil stole; drugs ate his soul
Free form exists

Free of form; is the meaning too exist
Shared value amongst many great soul
But with a gift of purity; pain and struggle;
Debts  in double, tragedy is inevitable 
Truth in it’s despair, a curse, with attributes

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A calming agent kept at arms length
 there is complete solitude
with end, no beginnings, abiotic view
sure too keep the tragedy to a minimum

Rooms that dangle between fingertips
Mocking, intrusive mocking
a monster given life; feeding off expression
emotion's unheard too be unwell

mind racing without one thought
Holding nothing 
collapsed wall of the archived depression
festering darkness takes its place

Crossing the line. 

Everything is different, from what they told
hypocrites, thieves, all creepy creatures
Liars they do not lie, because the truth is wrong
Somewhere must be better then this.

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Sweet to my eyes under her spell I was hypnotized
Falling over words a fools dance trying to observe;
Her beauty set off on a journey reaching the shores of
My heart, bound to eternity

Walking into a deep felt emotional moment
Nothing has the ability to mimic it
Something pulling from deep down setting forth
A kingdom with two crowns, a peasant and a jester clown

There still is not a sound a king without a crown 
In addition, the queen is no more around
Bitterly shaken there's no mistake; 
In the way, her love left this king 
in his bed sinking beyond despair

Crying to feel; the memories reveal, in that no one could  steal
Tears trailing down hitting struggling tormented by the sound
Her voice travels with remnants expelling 
In everything that in his world exists
Longing for the sweetness, he knew in her lips
The autumn filled scopes her beauty never escaped
Love continues remembrance the only thing left for his love’s sake

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Troubled Times

Were living in troubled times elevated by hypercritical self-righteous minds, 
that use the lords name for condoning a number of sin based crimes
Revelation continues to show these signs

forgotten seems is the word; that we are all of one flock, of one herd to fight 
against and kill one another using our heavenly father’s word; for the lord has 
said is absurd 

the lord gave his life not for people to use his majestic might; in a selfish 
personal crusade bleeding us from the beauty our savior gave, but to ensure that 
from our sins we were all saved, remember the beautiful life he gave and that 
truly through him all are saved  
keep the faith

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Life

A child of dreams withdrawn in a state of seclusion
Trudging through with the reliance upon a hand designed delusion
Manufactured emotions man-made potions
Enclosed shores searching for an escape a trap-door
Terrifying inverted confidence in the impurity
Tainted eyes randomly picked to wear a cloned fallacy respectably 
Equated to a child’s suffering in the pickings
Of a prescribed abnormality, some would say a self-inflicted malady

Bothersome was the notion that to this problem there was no solution
No magic concoctions; 
No self-induced intoxication; to cause a disruption
Of the pollutant that corrupted this child's evolution, 
No conclusion only the miss-perceptional seduction ruining this child's 
interpretation,
Constantly causing damming confusion:

Could not think pick-up the forgetting drink
Could not breathe smoke the death bringing tree
Could not see bow to the self proclaimed healing seed
Cannot live anymore; so opens a new door, 
A new life one this child has grown to adore

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This cold world, with cold games
a lot they stole, people have lost their control
More then self
killing children’s mental health

Media, the "in and now"
we rely to teach our children how
never leading by example; with self-appraisal
rather filling the next shot double

Will these children of the meek ever be free? 
From this, self-loathing transmittal societal disease.

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Worry

In this day, there was truth 
Thinking of wasteful years drowning in blinded tears 
Wasting away
Atrophy takes to life; infiltrating the perceptional view
Left to vices the world has taught all that makes you
Continuance of all the same faults

In tomorrow, there is no life
And yesterday has expired 
We all live in increments of twenty-four hours
This is where all desire should rest
Not on future or past

Sure is death when life is relying on the next breath
Not holding the moment's gifts 
Unseen; dream the dream
 What is left when worrisome, death awaits new breath 
Nothing seemingly to have one sad
Ragingly mad, unknowing what the next day will offer

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War

Sounding of gun fire absorbed by weeping souls
A Drumbeat roar, admiration bled slowly through the air
Reemergence for all those that bared his memories
The boy grew dreaming of touching the stars
Dancing amongst them all, life was not easy for this boy
Growing without a father cloaked in a mothers desire
Pain left unseen rearranging too means

Caught a flight through the sky’s at eighteen 
For a star spangled dream
Little to no thought, of returning 
Passing over unfamiliar landscapes 
Adrenaline rushed to the brain and heart 

The sounds began as daybreak took
Increased respirations easily could be heard across, 
and beyond any barrier of sound.
Stinging vessels from months of sweating; 
formed a crown, around many heads.
A halo that shadowed;
imprinted upon foreheads, marked amongst the dead.

Wake up!
March on!
Stand together,
Be-strong!

Wake from this dream;
A nightmare!
Dare not to scream.

Wake up!
March on!
Stand together!
Be-strong!


Screams, sounds that echoed from darkened gun- fire- storms
Particles finding trails of sweat; sticking hardening the next breathe
No money for college death would fill the debt