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My Shrink

Mind games with my shrink.
Only giving me seconds to think.
His or my sanity on the brink.
Telling him what he wants to hear.
So these psychotic thoughts don't interfere.
I love a profession where all you do is ask questions.
I see your obsession.
Diagnosing patients.
With the power of suggestion.
Mocking once again.
Your profession.
So continue with your notes and antidotes.
On how to fix a fairy tale gone wrong.
So incarcerate me to the nearest psych ward.
At least with the nuts I won't be bored.
Your heart is in the right place but your dealing with a head case.

Copyright © Jeff Bell | Year Posted 2007



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Hidden Rage

So soft and quiet until she incites a riot.  Bringing forth the rage from behind that 
hidden cage that separates love and hate, but in the end comes down to fear and 
courage.  She disappears in the night so soft and light.  Knowing there is no 
reason to fight when in her mind she is right.  She lets the emotions escape, 
being subtle with the words she shapes.  To love her eyes although they tell a 
story of predictable lies.  She stares at me with hypnotic gaze, sending me into 
heartbroken days.  It`s the truth that burns and the heart that learns.
You`ve lost my interest.

Copyright © Jeff Bell | Year Posted 2006

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Just a Game

You want the girl, then listen to what i have to say.  Only whipped men listen and 
obey too anything women will say.  Be aggressive when you see what you want 
and always remain nonchalant.  Act as you could careless, even when their self 
esteem exceeds the rest.  Don't think of your initial meeting as an act.  Girls have 
a sixth sense about fiction from fact.  Find common ground, but always remain 
cryptic and profound.  The less they know, the more their curiosity will grow.  
Never overact when your pride is suddenly attacked.  This is just a game, never 
let her see shame and your ego will remain intact.  Never declare your love too 
soon and your appeal will remain immune.

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Become Your Enemy

Seeking retribution is the only solution. Don't let pity fill you with confusion. So 
here is evils contribution. When disposing of evil, one must become evil. When 
composing an honest face, the enemy you must embrace. When using devious 
behavior, turn to satan as your savior. When engaging an enemy, know his 
weakness is your remedy. The weak and powerless should not be punished for 
an a@#holes flaws. So i will fight their wars. Take these steps for face value, for 
these people you encounter are pathetic and shallow.

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Trigger Finger

I'm here to settle the score, teaching you the meaning, casualty of war.  I've got 
you dead in my sight.  My scope is always precise.  On the battlefield, you've 
given up all bargaining rights.  Don't look for divine intervention, your suffering is 
my bullets intention.  The only thing more conceited than you, is my trigger finger, 
for It never hears sympathy or pleas, with me the trigger always agrees.  There 
are no negotiations, just my guns willing anticipation of a trigger fingers 
agitation.  Next time we don't hesitate on pulling the trigger.

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Conceited

You say your love is legit while on a another mans lap you sit.
I see your jealousy and patience when i don't blow a fit.
So I give you what another man won't.
A pretty noose around your neck.
So you can hang with a desperate man with a devious plan.
Who thinks being obnoxious is a strategy results only in a naive girls tragedy.
So before he kicks the chair out from underneath your feet.
Just remember your love isn't about defeat.
Her only crime was self conceit.

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Lucid Nightmares

My dreams of you never pertained to anything true.
Yet I'm deceived through and through.
Feeding me emotions and love potions will not keep me balanced even when 
your image fades.
Someone as beautiful as you can't persuade the loneliness of a decade.
My dreams of you are my curse.
To take back these dreams to reality will unravel the worst.
Taking me back to every conversation in detail I now rehearse.
So I hang on to every word even now no matter how absurd.
Taking in consideration that she is a figment of my imagination and nothing 
more than a fixation.
My pain falls on deaf ears.
Now my impaired dreams become my fears

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Psychological Warfare

The phrase, Kill them with kindness, just shows your naive blindness to the fact 
you've been repeatedly abused or your ego defused.  Never be apprehensive 
about finding the enemies incentive.  One must always remain alert and 
attentive, for there lies the enemies incentive.  Always express your views on 
topics that your adversary will decline on, or refuse.  Creating a certain 
disposition, puts your adversary in a mistaken dominant position.  Using 
confusion has it's advantages towards their misguided illusions.  They might 
possess the gun, but you will become the bullet.

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Reincarnation

Full bearded mountains, higher than the cool blue sky.  This is where I lay myself 
to die.  A place where silence is peaceful and sound is only found from birds 
chirping their beautiful words.  Lay me down here so no one will have to shed a 
tear of life`s most unknown fear.  Let me lay in peace where sadness will cease 
and my body will lay at ease.  Let nature recycle my corpse and reincarnation 
take it`s course.

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Madness

Hurt, guilt, remorse
I've been through worse
live life fast, die faster
its all just a f#@kin disaster
i need a piece of serenity
i hear some have plenty
share yours and i will open doors that weren't`t
meant to be open
dementia has a funny price when you take a madman's advice
just give me a piece of you and i will turn your darkest skies blue

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