My poems

Long wait

I wait for it with a slight smirk, the world to eat my body hole, for death to come for i know that life will never end and the sides don't matter to me the veil is the thing curiosity draws me to but only once may i see the show that will never end the toll is high and cheap to boot one body at the end of its day will get you in.
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Knowing me

for me to say i know who i am that would be a lie the only thing i know about life is we are going to die
but were will that lead us, down what new path for me and you, the darkness can't be the end I hope please let this phrase ring true
for as far as i can think i can see no end, life is a never ending circle so why would it change at my end
no heaven or hell or so it would seem but what would happen if you were left to dream for ever six foot under or burnt to a cinder
you will have to live and wait just to see the day arrive when all you lived for compiles on you, that's what's left when the body has roted away
there is no need to fear, return of your flesh to were it came for there are many many who have gone before
life is a trial of your strength of will don't give up find your true will, it guides the way
with your true will as your guide and no fear of your flesh you will shine like a star
there is such a long road on the way to finding myself but i intend to walk all the way.
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Sit in wounder

sitting i look into my eyes looking for one point to hold true
four in four hold four out again flows my breath in my minds eye the next world starts to show true, a flicker and fluter and a great fall, day time dreaming eyes open sleeping when my hidden mind comes through,
my world will speak to me tell me a story in imagery of what i am to do
then i walking my way to the black tower i bulit of ego, i place my hand on the door and let go back through my mind i flow back down the path i goto the tenth spot to my body i flow the kingdom of man to mulkuth i do go, to be earth bound for a little while more for my life still has alot in store.
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Time

our time is short shorter every day, the world spins and time falls away, into the void of yesterday today does flow, time does flow away away it goes, now is never here and tommorrow is aways a day away, the years of my life i live day by day, wonder and woe are what makes the way work, life is full of love and hurt, things that fill you with woe or make you sing, this the meaning of everything, take it all in and sort it out to find out what your life is about, for you are a star the light of your mind does shine far.
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The chair

sitting in my chair in the darkness when no ones there, with out the aid of eyes i still see, the things i believe to be, in our minds eye the image hold view, the creation of light in refection for us to view, burnt into my mind the images of today, to hold for tomorrow to think of another day, creation of a nation of images for you, the imagination just think to view.
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State of mind

in a state of mind far from here i hear the music flying through the air, fueling my soul it fills me form every were,
the power of the rythum in the air, soth my soul and makes me live, ill take all the music can give, draw it in and feel its power, the strength of the music can help you in your weakest hour, lets you let go and your memory to fade, for the rythum is all you herelet it go for today.
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Strangest thing

lieing on the floor looking to the sky, i see the strangest things go by, the fliter and fluter of the days worn out woe-dem, takeing lend of my brain it saws to a hights far from me, but still i think of the day as it is the day i see, see the other side from a shell, the way it flows the way it unsettles even the most stern of males, mind walking in your dreams flying through your cares, the real world slips away and the dream world appears.
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Means to the end

means to the end means to the end of this little game, the way the world plays it will never change, the greed and hunger are the balance of it all, never will one or the other topple and fall, hunger needs greed to live and grow, for if the other died the other would also, there then lies the dream of the real time man, the dreamer the Saviour of the land, not rushing head long into the game like a sheep, standing back and watching other people get into deep, learning form there mistakes and making his move, the real time man looks before he moves, he say's what he thinks to a limit of Nil, for the real time man will leave this game forefilled.
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One time

one time in a life it would be easier to kill yourself with a knife, but you continue on in the strife, you can't give up your life, maybe a small baby would make it bad, but if it had would it be so bad, its hard to be sad, but still a little mad, continue on, you will grow strong and the end will not seem so far gone, then the day when your care's go away, when all you are left is your life, to think of the days that made you say, i wish i had no life.
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Thife

tripped out day walkers on demon runs, with the light from daylight and the gleam of there guns, infection infested demon soul, robbers on human homes, fear loathing and loving twisted and splayed, the demons of day walkers take what they like form who they may, power less to stop and long time to wait, to get back what the demon day walkers do take, souls are shredded and cast down a pit, to darken to hate and always to wait, wait and wait till you snap and end your life just like that.
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Power hungry man

The days depths of dastardly deeds,The evil greedy minded do conceive, Deepen down to depths of devils, Demons and there horror struck victims, Left to pick up the pieces the devils splayed, Across the lives of many there evil stays, Fascism victims of power hungry men, On there own power trip from the devils den, They never stop to think, who might be caught up in the dastardly deeds they pursuit.
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