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Bugs In My Bed

Bugs in my bed,
I sure hope they're dead.

I hope they're not nestled,
In the hair on my head.

What if they're all, over my pillowcase,  then they'd be crawling all over my face.

Is this really happening, or am I just paranoid,  cuz a bug infestation I must certainly avoid.

How will I know if they are really really small, maybe an exterminator is who I should call.

What if they eat me, real slow til I'm dead. 

I guess a good way to start, is to get OUT of this bed.

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Reflection

Image is reflection cast back on oneself
The days we don't care we just put on the shelf

When we look at ourselves it is not what we see
It's the torment of truth that will NOT set us free

If the world cannot show us whats really the deal
We will never see what it is that is real

Why we continue after all that we've seen
Toward hope we will push for our outlook to lean

Behind our eyes is really all that we see
The dreams we put forth are the roots of the tree

To look at ourselves is often quite tough
Ignoring ourselves makes everything rough

The mirror will shatter if we look at it deep
If we ignore what it says we'll permanently sleep

So never ignore what you're capable of
The difference will be between hatred and love

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The Sustenance of Memories

The Sustenance of Memories 

Sights and sounds, familiar old smells. 
Dingy old pictures and Sunday school Bells. 

Hot summer days riding bikes in the street, 
warm summer nights, Mister Softee would treat. 

The smell of the pipe, Grand-papa would smoke, 
the connection between us, that long running joke.

White Christmas mornings,  filled with such glee, 
up all night wondering, what was under that tree.

The music was magical, using weird kinds of players, 
33's, 45's, stacked neatly in layers. 

Crammed in the wagon, heading off to the mall, 
the back seat, the floor hump, and my dumb brother Paul.

Oh what a pleasure, is how it would seem. 
Love, friends and family, on the same team.

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The Incognizant Dance With Death

HE INCOGNIZANT DANCE WITH DEATH 

Avoidance, denial,  deception, delusion.
Thing's that we use to not see the conclusion.

The randomness of truth causes continual deflection,
due to constant reminders of our prevailing direction.


The life long endeavor, to attain a long life,
could end prematurely with the slip of a knife. 


Whereas faith and hope are all that we have, 
they are nothing more than a provisional salve. 

Uncertainty dwells in the back of our minds,
The human condition and fear intertwined. 

Here today, gone tomorrow,
Most of us wish for more time we could borrow.

The majority will do anything to keep on the blinders,
But just closing our eyes will remove few reminders. 

There are 2 main certificates involved in this game, one for birth, one for death, but they sure aren't the same.

So live for today cuz you never do know,
Maybe tomorrow is the time you will go.

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Delusion

Delusion is reality when nothing exists. 
It's trickery will lead you toward cutting your wrists. 

The world is not what appears or it seems, 
Most beliefs are really just dreams. 

The truth is not based on what you can think, 
Most of its based on how much you can drink. 

While you are thinking, what you see is for real, 
Time comes along and your life it will steal. 

Thought only plays the main role for a sec, 
To your feelings you go for a reality check. 

The spirit is strong, then again can be weak, 
Belief is the thing that makes real what you seek. 

The people you love reinforce what seems true, 
They don't really know any better than you. 

So try as you might to make sense of it all, 
Don't set yourself up for a terrible fall.

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Satanica

She is everything beautiful 
When seen from your eyes, 

But her motives impure until everyone dies. 

The irony created by her inside and out, 
Is hidden by beauty and leaves you no doubt. 

You think she's from heaven but soon you will tell, 
Her purpose is strictly to take you to Hell. 

So when you believe she is that much and more, is when you'll find out she is Lucifers Whore.