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<p><b>New page</b></p><div>'''GJD Poetry''', short for '''Gregory J. Daniel Poetry''', is a collection of poems written by Greg that he kept on his Onision site. ([http://web.archive.org/web/20051213203815/http://www.onision.com/literature-poetry.htm Source]) Some were kept as downloadable text documents under the names Poetry 1, 2, and 3. ([http://web.archive.org/web/20060623022132/http://onision.com/onision-online-file-archive.html Source])<br />
<br />
=Mind Nuts Heart Screws=<br />
<br />
From the day of my birth,<br />
<br />
To eleven years past,<br />
<br />
I find that I have not liven,<br />
<br />
Every day to it's last...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
From the day of my awakening,<br />
<br />
Now 8 years past,<br />
<br />
I stand as a young man,<br />
<br />
With but one spell to cast.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
A curse to the world,<br />
<br />
I beg to give you all,<br />
<br />
With the end of my blade,<br />
<br />
Death will let me make the call.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Spinning like the tornado,<br />
<br />
Into your heart,<br />
<br />
Ripping away,<br />
<br />
Towards another victim I start...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
It's not like I'm crazy,<br />
<br />
Nor am I seeking insane...<br />
<br />
It's that the whole world's forgotten,<br />
<br />
The value of pain.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
And so I stab, I thrust and slice,<br />
<br />
Cutting through your flesh,<br />
<br />
Only to find a mechanical device...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
All these time...<br />
<br />
Now it all makes sense...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I was a human amongst machines,<br />
<br />
A wicked grin meets my face,<br />
<br />
As no other pleasure could suffice.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Realization blooms,<br />
<br />
My soul erupts with purity...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I swim with the river,<br />
<br />
Knowing I never really...<br />
<br />
Lost my sanity.<br />
<br />
=Song: Seeking A Bronco=<br />
<br />
Strumming, a guitar not mine,<br />
<br />
Four strings alone, I know, so please be kind<br />
<br />
I'm not, an artist,<br />
<br />
I'm just young and a little pist<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Alone in my room,<br />
<br />
A flower, that'll never bloom,<br />
<br />
their feelings, insincere,<br />
<br />
my heart, full of fear<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I try,<br />
<br />
I try,<br />
<br />
but every time I try,<br />
<br />
I cry,<br />
<br />
I die,<br />
<br />
inside,<br />
<br />
yet still,<br />
<br />
I...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Every girl I find,<br />
<br />
the number one girl on my mind,<br />
<br />
she, is the one,<br />
<br />
and the one after her will be the one,<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
after she finds,<br />
<br />
that I have lost my mind,<br />
<br />
I tend to hurt inside,<br />
<br />
because she seeks someone else to ride<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I try,<br />
<br />
I try,<br />
<br />
but every time I try,<br />
<br />
I cry,<br />
<br />
I die,<br />
<br />
inside,<br />
<br />
yet still,<br />
<br />
I...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Notes, can only last so long,<br />
<br />
then you have to write a new song,<br />
<br />
and with that, I say so long.<br />
<br />
<br />
=Misery In Ignorance=<br />
<br />
You came home last night,<br />
<br />
And I suspect you.<br />
<br />
Your strap was down,<br />
<br />
So I suspect you.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Yesterday you wore a smile,<br />
<br />
Sheltering your ugly face.<br />
<br />
You were beautiful once…<br />
<br />
The smile made it better,<br />
<br />
But now I’ve lost the taste,<br />
<br />
and I wish the trash would take itself out.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I love you for three reasons,<br />
<br />
Two of them are worth a lot of money.<br />
<br />
I think it’s time to leave,<br />
<br />
Are you going to pay the taxi man?<br />
<br />
I know you have no money,<br />
<br />
Yet you get off the charge every time.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Now how do you do that?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
11 Months, and two days…<br />
<br />
I don’t think I will search for another.<br />
<br />
You’re all the same… right?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I would write love poems for you,<br />
<br />
For women...<br />
<br />
I wonder how long you would stick around,<br />
<br />
Three days? Maybe four?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I guess I’ll have to keep on loving your body,<br />
<br />
And avoiding your mind, one in… everyone.<br />
<br />
<br />
Greg Daniel<br />
<br />
Creative Writing<br />
<br />
March 4th, 2004<br />
<br />
<br />
=Loving Risk=<br />
<br />
She took her, she used her,<br />
<br />
She abused and mistreated her.<br />
<br />
I gave her the ticket to my metal ride,<br />
<br />
she pushed so hard, she drained it.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Her sticky hands, on her beautiful surface,<br />
<br />
Her unsteady foot, to the stable floor.<br />
<br />
I swing left and right, she does not care,<br />
<br />
I tell her it scares me, she does not care.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I gave her the ticket, I gave her my key,<br />
<br />
she took my dear sweet red for a trip,<br />
<br />
I am left behind to mend the unseen damage,<br />
<br />
I am left behind only to hug her later, <br />
<br />
happy it was not worse.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Greg Daniel<br />
<br />
Creative Writing<br />
<br />
February 3rd 2004<br />
<br />
<br />
=Feeling Fine=<br />
<br />
I sit here, in my chair, <br />
<br />
not wondering, not hoping, <br />
<br />
not dreaming, only writing.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Today I could write a poem about love, <br />
<br />
about anger, <br />
<br />
about issues that I have never thought of before… <br />
<br />
but I could…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I don’t want to try today, <br />
<br />
I don’t feel like feeling. <br />
<br />
I favor the presence of emptiness filled with foam. <br />
<br />
At least I’m warm.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Will I die tomorrow? <br />
<br />
Will my car give out in the middle of the highway? <br />
<br />
The now does not care… <br />
<br />
for now, I am fine.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
By Greg Daniel<br />
<br />
Creative Writing<br />
<br />
March, 01 2004<br />
<br />
<br />
=Jerk The Jerk=<br />
<br />
Every time I look in your face,<br />
<br />
Your eyes are dead,<br />
<br />
You don’t care for me,<br />
<br />
And so I leave,<br />
<br />
While you turn back,<br />
<br />
And flip on the TV.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I walk to the deli,<br />
<br />
And the man looks down on me,<br />
<br />
He treats me with a frown,<br />
<br />
He looks away,<br />
<br />
It’s as if I’m last night’s whore…<br />
<br />
I guess I’ll forget to pay.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
The world seems to be turning,<br />
<br />
And I want to go with the flow,<br />
<br />
But it turns the opposite way,<br />
<br />
And so I walk in circles,<br />
<br />
Smiling like it’s summer,<br />
<br />
Yet I’m being swallowed by snow.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I come home and you’re still here,<br />
<br />
Staring at the screen,<br />
<br />
Ignoring me.<br />
<br />
I say there’s dinner,<br />
<br />
Then you’ll care,<br />
<br />
But instead I see your hand,<br />
<br />
As if I’ll serve you.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
It’s like every time I try,<br />
<br />
I’m wrong.<br />
<br />
Since the last day I cried…<br />
<br />
I’m just a ghost now.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
You’re a cripple,<br />
<br />
Or so you act like it,<br />
<br />
And I’m the mother’s breast,<br />
<br />
It’s only there for when you want to…<br />
<br />
Just flip back on the TV.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Greg Daniel<br />
<br />
Creative Writing<br />
<br />
February 25th, 2004<br />
<br />
<br />
=Ivory Slugs=<br />
<br />
From Bones to Bullets<br />
<br />
<br />
Today I lost my first tooth.<br />
<br />
Now my face hurts a little...<br />
<br />
I guess…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I lost my tooth cause I bit my dad…<br />
<br />
…when he tried to hit my mom.<br />
<br />
She doesn’t need to hurt like I do.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Five Years<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Today I found out I was the best student in class.<br />
<br />
Everyone glares at me because of it though..<br />
<br />
I don’t care...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I’m the best student.. some say it’s because I’m smart,<br />
<br />
But the truth is I Cheat at everything I do.<br />
<br />
Thanks to the internet...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Five Years<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Today I got my first car.<br />
<br />
The engine tends to mutter as if it’s dying though...<br />
<br />
It still runs… right?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I “o w n” this car because some other guy didn’t want it bad enough…<br />
<br />
When I put the gun in his face, a ll he did was ruin these seats.<br />
<br />
Bastard…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Five Years<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Today I was arrested for the first time…<br />
<br />
Today I was a lmost a rich man…<br />
<br />
If that security guard wouldn’t have pulled out his gun,<br />
<br />
I wish I could say it was a good thing.<br />
<br />
Poor tellers…<br />
<br />
It was his fault…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I sit in this cell because five people are dead…<br />
<br />
I’ve committed the largest felony in the state they say…<br />
<br />
All because I wanted some money,<br />
<br />
They say a lot of things.<br />
<br />
At least I’m alive…<br />
<br />
And now I wish I were dead...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Until Death<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Greg Daniel<br />
<br />
Creative Writing<br />
<br />
February 18th, 2004<br />
<br />
<br />
=Six Golden Towers=<br />
<br />
Looking up, I see a man,<br />
<br />
Pains past from before,<br />
<br />
Yet blood still soaks my hands.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I walk into a meadow,<br />
<br />
A place where I do not belong,<br />
<br />
Seeking out my own crescendo,<br />
<br />
To complete my life’s song.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I fall into the flowers,<br />
<br />
In this land beyond all seas,<br />
<br />
Surrounded by golden towers,<br />
<br />
A paradise, devoid of disease.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
No one is here to love my face,<br />
<br />
For I seek none to fuel this shine,<br />
<br />
I feel divine in this enchanted place,<br />
<br />
One day to hold my name as a sign. <br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Tonight I slowly close my eyes,<br />
<br />
Beneath the sky of blue and gray,<br />
<br />
Blinded by my twisted desire,<br />
<br />
A mirage no doctor can take away.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Waking in a place I know too well,<br />
<br />
Screams surrounding every inch of my mind,<br />
<br />
The battle for heaven bringing on this hell,<br />
<br />
The war sought out by my own man of kind.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I’ve lost an eye and the other brings on tears,<br />
<br />
Every day I cry, trying to avoid inevitable fears,<br />
<br />
I stand today, as a man, fighting the devils hold.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Running to the field, random commands I find,<br />
<br />
Ignoring the general, I pull my pistol out of its bind.<br />
<br />
6 Bullets a round, head shots the only target I desire,<br />
<br />
A target found, he drops to the ground,<br />
<br />
I shoot every demon crawling out of the fire.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Fighting for a cause I hemorrhage,<br />
<br />
Hoping one day I can live my dream,<br />
<br />
Singing my war chant I rage,<br />
<br />
The angels begin to fall, allied to my team.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
A demon calls me into the flames,<br />
<br />
Taunting me, haunting me, but I won’t play his games,<br />
<br />
Those who die in this war lose there souls trapped in hell forever,<br />
<br />
The Demons demand we give up, screaming back I yell “Never!”<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Fighting till the last flame burns out,<br />
<br />
In victory chants I shriek and shout,<br />
<br />
Looking around I see not a heart beats but still,<br />
<br />
And so I walk into the future,<br />
<br />
Beyond the corpse-covered hill.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Greg Daniel<br />
<br />
Creative Writing<br />
<br />
January 11th, 2004<br />
<br />
<br />
=Zero Eleven Three=<br />
<br />
I’m not a violent person<br />
<br />
Sometimes I think violently though<br />
<br />
I asked someone about a thought I had<br />
<br />
If it made me insane<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
They said “Yes” So I smiled<br />
<br />
And now I think… Wouldn't it be funny?<br />
<br />
What if I said... “You’re next”?<br />
<br />
Would they laugh, or cry?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
And now my hand hurts,<br />
<br />
From pressing too hard on this paper.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
If anything is insane,<br />
<br />
The standards of unnecessary pain is.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Greg Daniel<br />
<br />
Creative Writing<br />
<br />
January 13th, 2004<br />
<br />
<br />
=Crutches In A Car Crash=<br />
<br />
They’re hurting me, I need my pills, always,<br />
<br />
Help me! So many around, but to them I am futile, please,<br />
<br />
They’re in cold shadows, still ignoring my cries, falling,<br />
<br />
My mistake, the memory is killing me now, forgive,<br />
<br />
Looking at the others, I wonder why I don’t just jump, down,<br />
<br />
Pains, they’re so easy to get rid of, my legs, too young to feel this fragile, these,<br />
<br />
A fall I fear, maybe I will roll, maybe I will just slide, steep,<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I feel… I feel empty… something holds me back, weak,<br />
<br />
Hollow, I’m bound to fall through if I don’t walk off now, stairs,<br />
<br />
Weakened, where will I land? Impact… I break everything, knees,<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
by Gregory Daniel <br />
<br />
Creative Writing<br />
<br />
February 10th, 2004<br />
<br />
<br />
=Sleepy=<br />
<br />
Is it best to write... when you’re tired..? ...? ...?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Is... it?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
My eyes want to close... my mind wants to give...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Is it is it is it? Sleepiness, temporary insanity?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
My objective... to wink, shutting to cover at least one more hour...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
And after that, maybe again... again...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Can you judge a man by the... the... the...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Forget it...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Maybe I should just sleep...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I know I’m toasty... why so tired from that... aaa...<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Each blink flirts more with the final bound... what if I pass out!?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Will the glow of my screen wake me with explosive screams?<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
No... no... no... I’m just tired.<br />
<br />
<br />
=He Says He's Blue=<br />
<br />
Tao my wire, split it in two,<br />
<br />
Eat the flames, as they cross your eyes…<br />
<br />
Take away the force and make it your own…<br />
<br />
Or do what he says… he says he’s blue.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Find a fact in a lie, and everyone will tell a truth.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
That’s all.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
=The Noise=<br />
<br />
The brass hurts my ears…<br />
<br />
But the tones love my core…<br />
<br />
Hurting me, but trying to sound good…<br />
<br />
I let them in… siding with the purest grace…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Covered in noise.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Bursts of power, audio fuels my soul…<br />
<br />
Eating away at constriction…<br />
<br />
Breaking the chains…<br />
<br />
I live for the feeling…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
When I fall to my knees,<br />
<br />
I will ask for more.<br />
<br />
When the noise finds my skull…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Let the blood flow free…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Let the noise flow.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
=Don't Forget To Fall=<br />
<br />
Never forget the fact in it all…<br />
<br />
Your heart could literally slap the wall…<br />
<br />
That dirty wall.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Tomorrow we could all just drop…<br />
<br />
Dead to the floor…<br />
<br />
That dirty floor.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Many seem to think of life as default…<br />
<br />
But it’s only here for those who are lucky enough…<br />
<br />
Not to die… just yet.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I look for a meaning… something to pull me through…<br />
<br />
And the reasoning shows up… before my eyes…<br />
<br />
As the contrary to matters… matter… mattering…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Meaning is nearly meaningless…<br />
<br />
As up is nearly down, and you shouldn’t argue.<br />
<br />
For the truth is what you see it… <br />
<br />
And I see the truth as lies.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Bring me down from cloud… cloud four three two puff…<br />
<br />
I want to fall through the cream… into the dust…<br />
<br />
Sink away as the grass folds over my eyes…<br />
<br />
I’m living… loving… breathless below…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Under the middle day’s sun.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Swept into the sea… cool to my skin…<br />
<br />
I am paralyzed and loving it…<br />
<br />
Down here… feeling so deep inside…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Letting the creatures grow on me,<br />
<br />
I fall further into my destiny…<br />
<br />
The dark, the cold…<br />
<br />
And yet I feel so warm… pure.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
It cools my mind it warms my soul…<br />
<br />
Sliding through the cracks of her heart.<br />
<br />
Smooth soil, slides across my face…<br />
<br />
Smiling as I go.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Deeper, deeper… into the core of our home.<br />
<br />
Now it’s cold… as I am destroyed by her force…<br />
<br />
Loving, living, lying in death… at this depth.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
The best thing about my life was they way I left…<br />
<br />
I’m gone now… but at least I touched the womb… once again.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
=Beethoven=<br />
<br />
One time I…<br />
<br />
One time I…<br />
<br />
One time I tried… to die… to live… to be…<br />
<br />
One time I… I… I was… in a life…<br />
<br />
One not my own…<br />
<br />
One will alone… something I could never… ever… own…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
One… one time…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Two… two people…<br />
<br />
Two… two minds…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
I felt it all fall away, and now…<br />
<br />
And now…<br />
<br />
And now… I’m left here…<br />
<br />
And now… I’m left behind… alone again… all again…<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
One… One… One…<br />
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One… One… Time…<br />
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Never…Ever… Ever…<br />
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Again…<br />
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Just that…<br />
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One time.<br />
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=Misc Me=<br />
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Misc Me Once<br />
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Why are we here?<br />
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I don’t know…<br />
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Why am I alone?<br />
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Because you are…<br />
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Where am I going?<br />
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Forward… Backward…<br />
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It does not matter.<br />
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When will I get there..?<br />
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I hope… soon.<br />
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Misc Me Twice<br />
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I could build a tower…<br />
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I really could…<br />
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I would eat a mountain…<br />
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I really would…<br />
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I should bury my desires…<br />
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I really should…<br />
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For you…<br />
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=Poetry 2=<br />
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Bring me down from cloud… cloud four three two puff…<br />
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I want to fall through the cream… into the dust…<br />
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Sink away as the grass folds over my eyes…<br />
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I’m living… loving… breathless below…<br />
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Under the middle day’s sun.<br />
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Swept into the sea… cool to my skin…<br />
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I am paralyzed and loving it…<br />
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Down here… feeling so deep inside…<br />
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Letting the creatures grow on me,<br />
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I fall further into my destiny…<br />
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The dark, the cold…<br />
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And yet I feel so warm… pure.<br />
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It cools my mind it warms my soul…<br />
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Sliding through the cracks of her heart.<br />
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Smooth soil, slides across my face…<br />
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Smiling as I go.<br />
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Deeper, deeper… into the core of our home.<br />
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Now it’s cold… as I am destroyed by her force…<br />
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Loving, living, lying in death… at this depth.<br />
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The best thing about my life was they way I left…<br />
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I’m gone now… but at least I touched the womb… once again.<br />
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The brass hurts my ears…<br />
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But the tones love my core…<br />
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Hurting me, but trying to sound good…<br />
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I let them in… siding with the purest grace…<br />
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Covered in noise.<br />
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Bursts of power, audio fuels my soul…<br />
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Eating away at constriction…<br />
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Breaking the chains…<br />
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I live for the feeling…<br />
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When I fall to my knees,<br />
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I will ask for more.<br />
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When the noise finds my skull…<br />
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Let the blood flow free…<br />
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Let the noise flow.<br />
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He Says He’s Blue<br />
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Tao my wire, split it in two,<br />
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Eat the flames, as they cross your eyes…<br />
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Take away the force and make it your own…<br />
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Or do what he says… he says he’s blue.<br />
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Find a fact in a lie, and everyone will tell a truth.<br />
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That’s all.<br />
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=Poetry 3=<br />
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Is it best to write... when you’re tired..? ...? ...?<br />
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<br />
Is... it?<br />
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<br />
My eyes want to close... my mind wants to give...<br />
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Is it is it is it? Sleepiness, temporary insanity?<br />
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My objective... to wink, shutting to cover at least one more hour...<br />
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And after that, maybe again... again...<br />
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Can you judge a man by the... the... the...<br />
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Forget it...<br />
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Maybe I should just sleep...<br />
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I know I’m toasty... why so tired from that... aaa...<br />
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Each blink flirts more with the final bound... what if I pass out!?<br />
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Will the glow of my screen wake me with explosive screams?<br />
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No... no... no... I’m just tired.<br />
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