My search for wisdom

Hello

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Happiness’ looks like my mother and father
siting on the back porch
drinking and talking about their days
while the dog sleeps in the yard 

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Given

Confused at first
but the fire in his hands
danced with all the chaos he needed
letting it take him over
the cold left his heart
while the rain began to sizzle
until only steam and wind
remand, to outline his heart
stretched out in crimson beating fury 

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Stoney waves, droping into my hazzy sunday night. I foolishly forget to restock the fridge, which sends me hurtling into the night on dark road of drunken drivers and l o ve. Sick hillbilly bliss. Dodging lifted minivans and stateys hyperfixed on a flaside existance reping the bricks their grandparents baught at low cast from some guy with a british last name. It pains me to play my part in this carnival of souls but tbe fridge is short on beer and my binifactors will be home soon so i surender my payment for a 12 pack and some snaks, loading up the hatchback to eat and sleep and sober up enough to write some post poetic fan fiction about superheroes with drug probloms. Yaaay

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Pineing at the stars and pawing at her arms wishing on falling suns and icey horizons that kiss with the bliss that love and lust can manifest

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5pm and then the day began. A movie to orient my soul to the day. Teary eyed and glassed from ice and fire. A smiley mirrored message in my mind tonight. Steping into a persona i get to be till somthing stops me. Newton in a social que, its blue water and cold weather coming to kill the summer tension in my lips. Ice and chapstick blended with lemon and hoodies. Till to murder somebrain cells and miss spell some sins in ink and acrid words. Ill whisper some sortow tomarrow, tonight ill be humble and wonder towards infinty in tacky clothing and worse emotion. Party

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a pipeline to sincerity
two prong assault to the brain
veins electrified
for a time i was alive in the lines
a life lived through another mans lips
kissing pain to consciousness

manifest my pain
like the rain that outlines my heart
sparked and broken, insults to a cult following
that shows the prose of brodund sadness
by way of rhyme , electric guitar
and hard nights

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words that describe the world
in elemental machinery
to relate a person to static inventions
which show in words that represent what i see
abysmal avatars for the inaccuracy of the heart
best i compose of show of bones
in smiles and lips muscles work like curtains
exposing the message in silk and sour sensations
giving the good with the empty
and the bad with the pliss
punctuating all things almost captured
with a kiss

 

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lips in curses
a warriors werk
i a purse that sinks into observatory
when we sit and the booth becomes a rhineland
an empty expanse
i go about the dance
of faking until i can be myself
a game of starting different than i stop

sprinting to show my world in prose
praying my robot jocks
deal devastating blows

about who i am and all the stuff
i desperately want you to know

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taken in stride
i swallowed by her eyes
i give until i die
to come back returned
grey and burned
golden in eyes and lips
but grey from neck past hips
swaying in a  spectral way
from side to side
looking for a hundred hungry deaths
reborn in stupid little eyes

 

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energy expressed

in relation to my feet
steps in creeping fashion
the world moves
i move static anchors
march me to my destination
swaying like a giant over the tiles
making a motion of miles
pacing in front of my door
a taxi and a temptation
hunting me till morning
all this in the bliss of having something to do
and someone to do it with

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