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Tag: Poetry
123 – Destiny Detour
Before meeting destiny You can detour to me And then you will see That the Truth means Nothing more than to be
122 – Changing Stories
He was made too good for this world - literally that's why Araki changed his 'good boy' stories Now gentleman Jonathan is Johnny in karmic debt & Josuke is still Josuke - that Punk with a golden heart & hellfire temper, but now his heart is made in part of a metronomic psychopath
120 – Empathy Experience Requiem
Have you ever...ever woken up after...killing your self? ...not metaphorically on my walls literally brain matter splatters I have, oh so many times - more times than I can count & that's not even me counting the ones I might have been Sweet dreamings That's why it's true when I say my words won't work … Continue reading 120 – Empathy Experience Requiem
119 – Waking The Void
Infinity Avatars fall for The Divine Feminine Each & every time Because only Her §ong Can wake our void mind
116 – Calamity
is Formality in Eternity a Calamity to Reality of Infinity? a city built of "-ity" words from so far away worlds sounds to be heard of big city birds that "learned" how to herd so absurd
115 – Midnight Snack
Reality's change~chair B your seat Clocks counting Time, down to meet Erased space, measuring ghost feet Sin uses more than mouths to greet Inviting night, warming up my meat So tight, you're my favorite treat
114 – Gappy’s Bubble Just Burst
While I sit in anonymity Continuing continuity The Flow of Calamity & the Wonder of U How I wish I knew Where I Am & who Lied to my Truth Blow bubble stars Bones broke stones The genuine pursuit Of Truth - that's all It takes to make new reality Something is passing finality Arriving … Continue reading 114 – Gappy’s Bubble Just Burst
111 – Left Out Leftovers
I Am the adopted middle child red hair, treatment unfair - like leftovers left over out all night - lost & so I try, oh my do I try; a knife now cuts out strife - found my forgotten legacy life never was it my choice to choose to awake to bake fake cakes & … Continue reading 111 – Left Out Leftovers
110 – Burdened Eternity
Am I the One? Just pretending to be so buried deep in his bed head, dead - I Am whom he left in his stead & I Am sorry for failing living his legacy - never was it my choice to take, to make fate - holding infinity I Am
109 – Even Gods Lie
Humans are oh so predictable Up until the moment when they Decide they'll walk opposite Of what reality claims Just to prove their selfs To whom put them on shelfs They know they're gonna die Still - so to continue, why? Just to prove even gods lie


