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Killing My Other Me

I'm contemplating killing my other me,
The one who fronts for the five figure manager at Ruby Tuesday for a job,
Struggling to tie loose ends, so my ends don't meet.
Strangers they are, Me and I, I and Me,
And there is a sharp turn ahead, 
So I can't see our future.
Contemplating offing that sucka!
An actor, he can accurately depict whatever you want him to,
A puppet for a crowd full of the wealthy and snobby,
And I, the weak minded puppeteer of financial slavery?
Broke brotha representa?
Am real.
Seriously contemplating killing my other me,
I mean getting him good for all the eggshells he left in the batter,
There's no way I'm getting cake!
I mean the ladies would dig I,
Maybe even marry a brotha, but me?
This dude falls back and plays chill for no reason,
While the girls are just teasing, begging me please come see!
He tries to wait, and play it smart, but the game ends before he begins...
I'm contemplating killing my other me,
He has no purpose, no drive, stuck on the side of life's highway with his hazards on,
Dormant, while my friends pass by,
I have no clue where I'm going, 
But I sit in the passenger seat while this fool puts nowhere in the GPS,
Stressed because I am me and he seems confident in us...
I trust the untrustworthy with my most valued possession,
Life.
So death should come to me...
And it will when i sense the urge to kill, 
But for now...
I'm just contemplating killing my other me.

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Until Forever

Until pureness and honesty pass,
Leaving pain and aggressiveness as the dimmed lights,
For the intricate works of the corrupt dark world,
Foreshadowing the collapse of the protective shield,

Covering my emotions…

Until timelessness and eternity pass,
Taunting and mocking me disdainfully,
While pointing at the scars and scabs on my heart,
Hoping to stimulate the past, 

And misguide the future…

Until patience and faith pass,
Staring into my eyes passionately with concern,
And smiling with contagious warmth and charm,
Extending a hand of friendship and trust,

Consuming all falsities…

Until irony and sarcasm pass,
Frustrated with the parameters of life’s equation,
Shaking their heads disgruntled and disoriented,
As I watch the last of forever,
Disappear in the apparent horizon.

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The Truth Behind Hate

If Love is blind,
Hate is deaf.
Unable to hear optimism and open minds.
A barrier between reality and distortion.
Truth and Humbleness blocked by the brick wall of stupidity,
A world full of envy and strife,
Selective hearing,
Picking and pruning through the good,
Just to find the bad,
Pain = Hate.

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The Stereotype

Live by Stereotype,
Die by Stereotype,
Living superficially with double standards,
Racism, sexism, Haters,
Hating on who you want to be,
Who you were,
and who you are,
Biasing opinions on bad examples,
Not wanting to learn the truth,
The truth silently hiding behind the exterior,
The reality,
Blind to looks,
Based on actions, attitudes, and personality,
Based on honesty, pride, and intelligence,
Based on...
The truth...

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Math Sucks

2 friends,
ADD 1 relationship,
SUBTRACT pain and lust,
MULTIPLY by months,
= Love.
However,
SUBTRACT trust,
ADD temptation + 1 argument,
= Pain
DIVISION occurs,
ADDING long term disfunction,
SUBTRACTING common sense,
RAISED TO THE POWER of months,
= 2 crazy & 2 alone
MULTIPLY both sides by time and healing,
New relationships ADDED,
FACTOR OUT trust,
The ADD the 1st relation ship back to the equation,
MULTIPLY in months of pain + months of joy,
= LOVE/TRUST
I'd rather do Chinese arithmetic.

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The Common Cold

Love...
Is a cold,
Infecting my body,
So commonly caught,
But no cure for stupidity,
Sneezing of ignorance,
Idiocy in coughing,
Blind in the beginning,
But...
Slowly it crept upon me,
Until I,
Fully depended on the care of another,
Sniffles of distraught,
As my friends act as tylenol,
Temporarily subdueing the inevitable,
But...
Eventually the cold fades,
As i sneeze out the remains,
And toss them down the drain,
Memories of colds are nonexistant almost,
Because of how common they are,
Probably too common,
Love...
The Real Common Cold

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So Cold

This room is so cold,
My goosebumps have goosebumps,
My earmuffs need earmuffs,
My coat has a jacket,
I mean COME ON!

This room is so cold,
I think some penguins just slid by,
I think that man is solic ice,
I think.. yeah that is a bonfire!
I mean COME ON!

This room is so cold,
Kids are having a snowball fight,
Is that man dancing or having a seizure?
Oh.. He's just shivering... Very Violently!!
Call the Police!
The Ambulance!
Is there a doctor in the House!!
Maybe I should help.

I would,
If this room weren't so cold...

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Synonym Pt 2

I resume being paused as my mind dissects the vernacular,
Is continuing to think, a symptom of strength?
I chuckle as I sit befuddled,
With a constant struggle between this or that...
Yes or maybe,
As a baby, knowledge of strength was passively instilled in me,
Watching my mother produce more out of nothing than I could out of something...
But my eyes remain fixed on power lifting,
Awkward body shifting,
As he lifts a ton, perfectly balancing the mass,
Which pushes me to ask,
Are my mother and the lifter somehow in relation?
If so this equation, or rather expression's direction is pointed away from my mother,
For she is greater than he...
He lifts, then pushes, then rests, i guess...
Since the first push of birth not only has my mother lifted,
But for 18 years she carried and balanced a household and 3 lives,
So no matter how hard you strive to convince me,
It's simply impossible to drown in a glass of water,
When my mother treads water in the pacific,
And because of her treading, I now have a boat,
And hope does float...
I guess Webster was just trying to save time...

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Synonym?

As I flicker speedily through the channels on my TV screen,
I pause because a man now lifts and anvil twice my weight above his head,
Which begs the question:
What is strength? And who put Webster in charge of nomenclature?
I know thats one more than i promised, But honestly
2 questions is hardly and erection in this hardcore porn of a topic.
I stare and compare the circumference of his biceps,
To the baseline i hear when my head rests on my mothers chest,
At five feet two, one twenty who...thinks,
No, Knows a bench-press would drop as rocks do sink...
Two blinks wake me from my wandering slumber,
Picturing my mother under a 300 pound paperweight...
Maybe a defined pectoral major is a way strength is expressed i guess...
I feel deceived because i was conceived through my perception of strength,
Endurance through this devilish obstacle called life it was,
Resistance through persistent manufactured happiness,
Molded in the shape of a smile...it was,
Having faith through the brutal unprotected rape of a heart,
In part...it was,
My mother personified it was and still should be,
Its be all you can not be all you could be, Would be
Easy to pick up a free weight whenever he or she hates, Debates
Between chest or abs to suppress rehab...
Love as a mother, before love of another...
It was...





                                                                                         
                          FRESH WRITTEN

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What Happens

What happens?
When hell freezes over,
Pigs fly,
And it hails in Southern Cal?
What happens?
When time stops,
But life resumes,
And we live pointlessly?
What happens?
When faith crumbles,
With buildings,
And Friendship?
What happens?
What happens?
What happens?
Nothing but reiteration,
My love remains,
And will always remain,
Indestructible it is.