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Age: 18

Location: Brandon, FL

Joined On: Nov 29, 2004

Website: myspace.com/negatiivethree

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In here we grew our mindful muse
On vines of strange yet friendly hue
They refused to let the sun illuminate the room
And insisted our portraits could do without it
Our otherworldly friend crawled down from the ceiling
And blew off the dust he had gathered over seasons
He took to my eyes
Retinas Ablaze
I had not thought to ask his name
Or say hello
For he was mine
He belonged to an irreverent thief of expression
"Whatever became of synthetic nature?"
I contemplated but could not answer
I myself was oblivious to the figures of the shadows coalescing outside
They intrigued him but taught him anger
He called them what they were and he did so quite unhesitating
He swallowed the simple to rid the earth of those despising nonsense
The very kind I once sat among
I was bland and dead and in every way inept
But I planted a stranger
And he did burgeon
I prayed he'd come to devour us all
He found my hand and we started east
Despite lacustrine beings and their neighbors of the shore
Dwelling in their wondrous places
The master of metaphors scared them away
All became nocturnal and were made to loathe the day
In the morning he awoke and absorbed the light we love
And the dew surrounding his brighter form reflected it and kept him warm
His face I never knew
But he spoke with smiles from his ever-lit heart
I was completely undeserving
His acquaintance was everything
And just then I realized how foolish it was
To place a dreadful past beside a creature with none
Sincerely he gazed into my eyes
And brought forth a flood strangling blossoms below me
He stood there unbelieving
He was still
He was humiliated
How could one be so gravely deceived?
I swore to undergo an execution of the mind
He grew dim and he started to flicker
Assuming I was ill at heart and he could make me better
Collapsed so cold with his head in his palms
He could not see I was weeping right beside him
He sank through the soil spending effort not his own
Self-inhumed so gloriously
There broke through the ground a confident sprout
For he was the seed of all who had loved
A robust tree with its boughs walled around me
With a visible glow beating soft and inviting
Inscribed on its side were the thoughts he failed to say:

"You will heal one day, I know"

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June 23

Pollen Parade

This droning of bees is paralyzing me
And my ears are ringing softly but are ringing nonetheless
Silent and strong and but a shape against the sun
So they carry me away
But I am not afraid
Ascending and ascending still
We say hello to the same sky at home
He is vast and monochrome, as he was yesterday
We don't bother with names and occupations
We know him well enough to say he'll sit in his expanse of blue
Enveloped in the darkest fog floating nowhere but everywhere
We will get there friends, we will
The wind is with us
Following behind us
He is just another in this euphoric parade
So we drift together
Resounding as we climb
I recall not another looming song for hours
The shadows we cast call our earthen friends out
And they watch us from below
And they chase us like clouds
Bodies of water lie still and ponder
While others are restlessly sprinting for the sea
I can hear the sparrows mumbling among themselves
And below them, I watch the trees pass far beneath my feet
This world is nothing but watercolors
We collide with canvas and embrace these brilliant hues
Stitchwork fields are endless quilts of earth
That are still being sewn seemingly miles below
They keep the ground from catching colds
Every patch laid proud with polarity
This incessant humming is singing me numb
And this afternoon sleep is lovely to me
When I awake, I am sun-warmed in the grass
Pollen marching across the sky
Everything is silent

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June 4

Free and Flying, Fear-Defying

Happiness behind doors we hadn't known
Lifeless hands locked us in
False colors, false home
Love to you, adversaries
We smile at you while our faces break the water
We become content
Like fools parading carelessly
And so I lay in disbelief
Wondering what has happened to me
The world at my side but under my feet
We drown no longer
Our backs forever floating on the surface of the sea
Wonderful things beyond the sunsets we have seen
Selfish souls held us back
Calling us close friends
Forgiveness to you, peaceless men
We run and scream into the horizon
Where are intelligent minds when we're up in the air?
Never again will they tell us to come down
Eternity is now
Now is forever
Free and flying, fear-defying
This is who we are

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June 4

It's Simple Seeing As You're Locked Away Pt. 2

I've sat and imagined what to do with you
But I've underestimated these painted palms
The dried cracks in my hands only grow on me
The cobwebs in the corner can't say no to company

Why do you pull your hair out, human?
The bristles only cough, they were meant to keep you warm
Don't hesitate to peek, get off the sinking stains
The pleasure of these seas of blended blues
Doesn't come close to being the last scene you see

Maybe the souls didn't know what they were screaming
We knew it was irrelevant, the colors aren't their kind
Shining through disguises like a million different lies
Roll over and die, fiend, you know you'll never catch me
Shrivel up and cry, canvas, kill or steal, you're still turning pale
Accept defeat in black and white
After all this time you still reside in guilty puddles on the floor

I whisper when I speak, yet you think I would deceive?
I am fiery, I am burning, only when you speak against me
You hate me, you envy me, because you're completely unsaturated
As I stand, glowing here, I pity your simplicity
The one thing you've most accused me of portraying
I surround your lifeless figure and honestly say you're lying

Truer than these, you howl inconsistency
Your acrylic strokes into your oil
Choking on the 'truth' in your veins
I'd be spilling blood red onto your palette
If only I'd forgotten
You've never meant anything