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She watches over the band,
Dancing while they all just jam,
Enticed by the singers thrusts,
Building up the ladies lusts,
The singer just bolts away,
She follows him all the way,
Dancing while they all just jam,
Enticed by the singers thrusts,
Building up the ladies lusts,
The singer just bolts away,
She follows him all the way,
What's going on?
What just happened?
Where did the good times go?
What's going on?
What just happened?
Everything went loco!
What just happened?
Where did the good times go?
What's going on?
What just happened?
Everything went loco!
There's a car crash in the distance,
People all hurt real bad,
Why didn't he stop?
Has he gone completely mad?
She follows determined to see,
If he's on the heels of destiny,
People all hurt real bad,
Why didn't he stop?
Has he gone completely mad?
She follows determined to see,
If he's on the heels of destiny,
What's going on?
What just happened?
Where is the fun?
What's going on?
What just happened?
Why did he run?
What just happened?
Where is the fun?
What's going on?
What just happened?
Why did he run?
Now they're down at a lake,
The lady takes a break,
Watches him take a dive,
Worried he won't survive,
Water is a deep black,
Even still he comes back,
Her body in his arms,
Watching with new alarm,
She starts to fade away,
He fights to save the day,
The lady takes a break,
Watches him take a dive,
Worried he won't survive,
Water is a deep black,
Even still he comes back,
Her body in his arms,
Watching with new alarm,
She starts to fade away,
He fights to save the day,
What's going on?
What just happened?
Oh, will she be okay?
What's going on?
What just happened?
Or, is this her last day?
What just happened?
Oh, will she be okay?
What's going on?
What just happened?
Or, is this her last day?
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Until I Collapse
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”
- “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost
Some might say that following your heart is foolish. Planning. Critical thinking. Weighing your options. These are the things they drill in your head at their earliest convenience. While it may be a well and good strategy for some people, other people not so much. I was one of those people.
I grew up programmed to act a certain way. I was born nine years apart from my youngest sibling. At some point in my life I started feeling more like a science experi
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How to part from living ghosts
1.
Breathe. The ambulance drives no Memory Lanes
but cacophonous roads
littered with the shattered mirrors that ribbon the roads
in the wake of the chasms of trauma.
2.
When they try to embrace you,
believe in the warmth
welled and flushed inside your veins;
believe the heart that beats behind your breast;
understand that the breath you govern
helps you manage your present moment.
The hunger you have for a warmth that never was
is better sated by your capacity to love yourself.
3. When they tell you that they love you,
remember in your moment of weakness they do not;
that you have had weaker moments
where in your vulnerability they t
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Great Prison, Great Escape
Imagine a day so intricate A brief moment where you can't help it Drowning in the distance between the land Of our hearts, separated by the black hand The hand of worry to stop the blinding light The hand that keeps you from love and flight Twisting and turning, our arm gives in In the end we can only reach within For the light is blinding, and we're thankful for a break Why get hurt, when you can stay safe? In your zone of comfort, in that safe place Safe, orderly, and unchanging I wish I could be there to knock down your perfect walls To show how strong you are beyond the waterfall A place you can't touch or even see Where we can escape, just you and me.
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The idea just popped into my head after a good night's sleep. So, make sure to get sleep. It can do wonders! And yes this has a deeper message, as to what that is I don't know, yet, 
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For me it conveys the human insanity one feels trapped in the middle of a crowd during a brilliant concert, to me it would be the Killers personally. The way life seems to divided itself perfectly into two, the concise part that still worries and yearns for the normalcy in our lives, but the other flings itself into the madness. It's pure bliss. The lady seems to be sanity, becoming instanced with the singer(madness), trying to see where it shall lead her. While the other is reason, the other questions the actions taken underhand.
Where has all sanity gone?
(just my very tired, sunday night reading of this... don't take it too seriously).
Where has all sanity gone?
(just my very tired, sunday night reading of this... don't take it too seriously).