Autocrat
'Tis this man be foul.He carries himself a heavy way,
ramming through the street like a stubborn ox.
He moves not for people
nor for man's creative creation.
His little sentiment marks him a fool.
He sees society as a pointless squandering of space.
The universe, which has granted sentience
and consciousness to the human race, has been
swindled the great power of logic and reason.
People, are nothing more than a misuse of
the capabilities of mental potential.
For all most amount to is shoveling dirt
from the side of the road.
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Blue Wander
I need you by my side, as I walk this lonely night.As I progress slowly home.
Through this dank, dark prison;
my life's emptiness echoes in the cold.
The audible sounds of clicks and whispers resonate
as I tear at my skull.
I rip out every strand of putrid hair
asking nothing more in this world.
I'm trapped, I've lost it all, I'll give what I have remaining.
The universe may have the clothes on back and
the soul within me,
As long as I may always have a heart to hand to you.
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Hope
Speaker 1: I am expecting life to bite me in the ass.Speaker 2: Wow, paranoia?
Speaker 1: Its revolving around this girl, shes too good to be true.
Speaker 2: You shouldn't think like that. She's perfect for you.
Speaker 1: Its hard not to with my personal history. Confucius teaches that past experiences cannot guarantee future events. So, thinking in this mindset: drop something it may fall to the ground, but next time it may float to the ceiling. My life is a circle.
Speaker 2: If you drop an unblown balloon, it will always fall. However, if the balloon is made buoyant, it will rise forever and kiss the sky.
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Waterfalls
The waters are pouring down into the abyss of the hallow cavern.All one can hear is the roar of eroding rocks and of the pounding of air.
I stand alone, under the waves of illogic and pain.
I am fiercely battered and bruised by each collision.
I have made my demise my sole mission.
Wash away my past and fears.
Wash away all the fallen tears.
Cleanse me of my dreams.
Those crushed and all those long forgotten.
The man that once existed has been overcome
Overtaken and overrun.
No longer present in our perception,
he has lost all direction.
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