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Isn't it sad to know that life is more than who we are :) Goo Goo Dolls

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May 8

Where do we go?

When the rain falls
And the sun is hidden
Where do we go?
What happens when colors of a thousand breaths
Explode into a million deaths?
Eternity is pressed against your eyelids
And infinite knowledge of all enters your heaving chest
All is lost when the moon fades to black
And the listening stars are shut out and buried at last
We run and dash away
Jumping over shallow graves
On the bloodsoaked ground bodies lay
Eyes wide open we dont understand
Screams crush the evening sky
And guilt trapped minds suffocate and explode
Flooding the broken roads
Drowning the weak; building the strong
Rushed down a river bleeding death and lost hope
Spilled over a canyon where eyes are shut and mouths are open
Open but silently sreaming prayers and pleas
Evaporating into the sky with the black moon and hidden sun
Spinning, stretching across a colorless twilight
Melting into the grey sky and falling to a lost destiny
Crushing hopeless addictions and deception
A new sun is hung up in the sky
We look around and wonder why
Black fades to a million rainbows
And the beautiful moon is back in place like a soft light
Stars are reborn and thown up at random until their place is found
A cleansing rain screaming with pain is gone and has washed out all evil
A new start with a bold voice
Holding hands, the strong sing in harmony, all on key
Singing of the Great Cleansing
Fear leaks out of every body until it dissolves to nothing
And fresh sunlight pushes hope and happiness into every smile
At last we have seen
Refreshment of the Great Rain

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May 8

Are we there yet?

So close I can almost taste it
So far away that I cant smell the sweet aroma
Just out of reach
Roads and beats away
My hand draws near
My heart sinks farther
Into an abyss of doubt and regret
Off a cliff of mistrust and guilty minds
Stumbling all the way down
Finally hitting the ground
Laying there is a mess
A fury of rage and regrets
Red with guilt and addiction
Bleeding lies and deception
A quiet radio plays a familiar tune
Singing them to sleep in their tombs
Wondering what its all about
Rain of explosive colors and a stenchful hate
Tasteless, odorless, you can never reach it
You'll end up a mess of remorse
This addiction we all crave
This habit we all obtain
This lost puzzle piece we all search for

Satisfaction.

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March 18

Forever and a Day

A thousand mouths of a thousand souls
Spatting words into the harsh cold
Saying things we do not know
Exchanged wicked glances with one another
We dont even recognize our own mothers
The blue eyes leak silver streams
Down the soft cheeks of an an innocent victim
Bruises are formed the blue eyes glazed red
No where to go; no place to rest
Marks are made as the skin makes way
For more cuts and an eternal pain
Cries of a turtured soul fill the dark
Where fears of a pitch shadow lark
Crawling, stretching on bleeding knees
The night is filled with frightful pleas
Oh dear god
Make it stop!
Unbearable pain explodes all around
A defeated body hits the ground
Bullets fly
Revealing every uttered lie
Puddles of innocence spilled out
Staining the floor all about
One more breath from a cold lost body
Hes placed and forgotten into a deep dark hole
But through mercy we can never understand
Hes lifted throught the blue skies of the very grace we breath
To the sun, the moon, the stars
To a place very very far
Where wings as white and as pure as true love
Flutter aimlessly above
He lives with someone greater than us
Greater than our worshipped gods and video games
Far richer than precious gems locked up tight in a chest
At the bottomless ocean laid to rest
A smile reveals true and tender happiness
Never to be stolen again by a vengeful heart
Here to stay
Forever
And a day

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March 18

Liar

From the day that a mother cries out and the sweat drips from her brow. From the day that a baby's cry bounces off the white walls of a hospital. From the day the world enters our lungs and the sun and moon enters our precious eyes, truth is snatched from the tiny reaching hand grasping through the empty air. Though it surrounds every shaking body, every beating heart and wandering eye; though it is just around the corner on the street which our feet echo upon, we have to search for it. From the day that you set eyes upon that wet brow and smiling lips, the lips open into lies, and the tongue moves to hide the truth. No, not from just her. Not from just friends, family, loved ones, hated ones, but people we have never set our curious eyes upon. The people who publish a lie just to make a quick buck, the people who said skinny is in so that we starve to be "beautiful."The people whose names may never be reveiled to us. Those are the ones who lie the most. Yes, your lips part and your tongue rolls to form words that speak of made up shit. Yes, your eye searches as your mind races to find a way to bend it just a little. But do you tell every girl who holds that dirt covered magazine that she must be thin to be pretty? Do you publish daily reminders to young, developing minds that guys must be strong, that you must get into this school so you can have a good life, that money is happiness? Do you lie to the ones you love most, reject the ones you love most, and impress the ones you call your enemy, just to be liked? Just so that people will think you're good. Every waking mouth and every dying soul and decaying heart, every wandering eye and racing mind, every foot echoing off the painted brick walls, crushing, defeating the flowers beneath. Every person lies. But one lie is one thing, another is another. One is more serious, one cuts deeper, one kills. One is funny, maybe they will like you, maybe theyll think you're cool. One you will never forget till the day your tired throat whipsers your last words and you breathe the lies of this merciless world one last time, one that will effect her, him, them. And one that will be forgotten and you can wallow in your pit of lies and believe you are loved by the hidden truth. But where is the love that once embraced this world? Where are the daisies and sunflowers afoot, and the trees that give us fresh air? Where the truth doesnt hide in the shadows of dark allies--but where the truth is smiling at you, face to face. What ever happened to that place where the grass was green and man walked with the nature that was here before us and the nature that will eventually outlast every beating soul and blinking eye? Not here. Where is the land where you can reach out a tiny hand and grasp, not lies, but the truth unhidden? Not now. Where is the land that you can look at that wet brown and smiling lips that open to say I Love You More Than Anything, I Promise. And that promise is real. Never. The place that our dreams whisper in our ears, where lies are shoved in locked boxes, tossed into a river flowing to Hell, and a place where happy children laugh and giggle. A place where worries leak through our skin and we help our neighbors and love our enemies. A wonderful eden of hopeful wishes and dreams alive and thriving..that does not exist. A lie that we only read in books and blogs on myspace. A lie dreamt of by a million tortured souls and weeping hearts while salty depression escapes the blue eyes that search the dark. A place we have the power to make. A world where, if we just forget the past and forgive and take eachothers sweaty palms and sing, this Eden can go from lost dreams to honest reality. An earth of blue skies and green grass where we can all scream out our love for each day we are blessed with. But instead, we choose to let lies escape from our fearfilled lips and where the truth is hidden in holes that take years to dig up and we bury again so as not to worry. We chose this to be our sinfilled world where we ungratefully trip over bloody bodies that die for us each day and we push our warm meals away in discust. This is our choice, this is our world. Are you happy?

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March 18

Blue Iris

And so we close our eyes
We sink into the night
The moon is watching
The stars are listening
To every screamed whisper
And tortured soul
Eyes are open; blue explodes in the iris
Dont blink, dont move
Theyll see you, smell you, taste you
Dont cry
Theyll hear you, touch you, take you
Theyll take hold of your aching heart
Twist it, throw it, squeeze it, bruise it
They hunger for your soul
They smell the fear rising in your throat
They see a blink, a wink, a smile
So dont make a move
Dont you dare breath
Cause theyre listening for you
Theyre waiting behind the stars and the moon
They live in your room and thrive in your nightmares
Hush, little one, dont make a peep
Close your eyes
Sink into the night