Tag: Blogger
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[200] Changing Colours
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It’s a sky fall around here the rockets are exploding to form stars your eyes look golden it feels safe to be in your arms but I wish I was chosen and not be just a luck formed by your cry now I wish we were older and leave what’s about to come all behind…
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[198] The Clown Smiles
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Cold winter breeze grazes my spine It breaks little by little when i smile The world is upside down that’s why it seems like i’m smiling If I don’t live try to kill my ghost If it haunts all the lonely souls who can feel everything slip away as if they held the sands of…
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[197] A Mental Maze
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Through the shadowless spiky trees I watch you walk with the graveyard of loss weighing you down Seagulls screech a mirage of the end of this murky forest that you managed to find the courage to walk through The leaves sway in regretful melancholy as the clouds patiently tease you with the possibility of wreaking…
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[182] Privilege
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My small comforting bubble bursts with the onset of responsibility I was walking against the traffic before Now i am the traffic i used to curse I was invisible with no chance of discovery Now i am invisible with no wish to be discovered Still In the comfort of the car The falling rain blurs…
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[181] Mass Hysteria of Truth
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The loneliest thing in the world is to search for the truth in everything and anything. Ask any conscious artist the question, “what is good art?”, and most of them will answer “it’s the pursuit of truth”. No one will ever say “it’s when you get to the truth” because no one ever gets to…
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[179] Flashes Before I Died
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This is my thinly veiled autobiography Sirens whirling around me Is this the end people talk about? where your life flashes before you where the moments you hold sacred reminds you of your ignorance towards them This is my thinly veiled autobiography No one is breathing around me It’s the kind of death we wish…
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[178] Even The Clouds Mourn
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Droopy eyes struggle to take in the endless valley of clouds From high above its easy to forget that you live on the ground below I can almost feel the rain on my cheeks Is this what breathing in heaven feels like where you don’t ask for attention neither i feel the need to ask…
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[177] Journey Without A Goal
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The endless days of youth Idealism mixed with rebellion If we could have a name for ourselves We’ll call ourselves a maze Trying to understand the intricacies of the world from our little room Thinking of ourselves as poor but of the urban kind Fighting for causes no one told us to fight for Yet…
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[176] How To Be Successful?
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We’re all excited in the story of the successful. The 1% that have achieved what they imagined. We deny ourselves thinking that we won’t be a part of that 1%, so we don’t listen to the other not so successful 99%. So now we don’t know what not to do. Who tells the story of…
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[158] Dreams of Sleeping
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Silence is threatened when disruption becomes eternal The sunshine wanes and the clouds warn of thunder Although it’s only a warning You react as if it is happening As if the gods have descended on this hell as a form of last resort This city looks like hell then you turn and its heaven The…
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