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Old 08-15-2013, 03:24 AM   #1
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The hands of the clock strike and light shuns from the dark,
Speaking withered; in fright, crows feast it's way to your heart.
Molded emotions, golden age motion for purpose,
Searching with scars open but hands hopeless and worthless.
Perfect! ...
Now my attention for such direction, consorting the train of thought,
Nervously flips with intention; A misconception; the plot.
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"Alone Again"

But only for the time being, seeing as the sun will rise,
Consortium bandits cleaning bodies from the inside.
Showing truth through such angles, leveling thought,
Creation of what is sought to be a mistake that was brought.
Mumbling names a few months ago now she's screaming,
Glum with dreams and blaming her actions on demons.

"Unfortunate Accident"

In minutes, after seconds, that light shunned is now capped,
While we slack to clear the trap she cracks; reacts with a snap.
An instant too Late, as the once blue clouds, remain black,
Prayer from within is lacked to retract lucifers hand in this act.
A grimace with poise grins as the noise shrouds aloud,
An alabaster, though beautiful isn't allowed to float with a crowd.
Instead of clouding emotions the ocean flows through the pupils,
Be what you choose to but make sure the squeeze is more fruitful.

Most of the shadows of life are caused by standing in our own sunshine.

When that same hand of time struck difference around,
My heart beat paced a pound for pound eutrophic surround.
Jotting my visual with imperial clots contorting so serious,
Knotting what's visible and empirical; the nots of these businesses.
Impeccable words dilute the truth which absurd to most,
Sure we chose but the decisional hope was made from the others throat.
Now that they're choking we pay the broken consequences,
Maybe if they came to there senses and stop swinging for the fences-
Then maybe.... Just maybe they'd open their eyes to such recklessness.

Whenever you find you are on the side of the majority, it is time to pause and reflect.

"Trudy at 14 had an abortion but said she never chose such event to have happened and sued the hospital for proceedings, when opted and I quote "SHE didn't want to at first".
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