Some of these poems are old,
Odes to another soul's days,
Some remain in their first draft,
Raw and unedited for power's sake
Raw and unedited for power's sake
Soon to be replaced with a second edition
Some are of the darkness while others are hopeful
Content in counter culture to current events
Content in counter culture to current events
Use tale herein told
From an empathetic imagination
From an empathetic imagination
To heal, find hope, or inspiration
Or words for a wound long hidden
May the light of equality radiate
Ending prejudice and bullying
Miracle Wound
http://www.spreaker.com/user/juton/miracle_wound
When your preyers and wishes no longer inspire your heart... Not to love or dream at all, then you've surrendered to the monetary debt loin burning greed existence, wherein all humanity would burn most any half repaired stitched up bridge for weekly small tokens of freely granted endless riches.
Dead alone I seek the clarity of a forlorn route of humanity,Our condition is a dreaded state of red,This or the apocalypse we demand! Rather be erased from time than resubscribe via fate or karma to a new way of life! No matter the amount of equality provided world wide!
The cold worms can swallow the sexual deviant virginity amputee victim who once roamed the streets alone. Nearly anorexic, Scar tattooed skin a holocaust skeletal frame she couldn't ever support a new seed.
Time of the mannequin reflecting on memories of unsweet yet savoury shadows, Sell off anything to retain the internal heavenly sketches, Emotional contortion of no inspiration save comfort, We can't let go, Even amidst its ashes... As we watch the future burn!
Remind me of equality's brittle flame,Dark are the singularity no matrix sight value of no spoon to remix our fate! We appease the monetary darkness, Greed over all souls, Profit: your shadow over Mother Earth must be extinguished by any means necessary!
This is the forever war, To be continued...
Or words for a wound long hidden
May the light of equality radiate
Ending prejudice and bullying
Miracle Wound
http://www.spreaker.com/user/juton/miracle_wound
When your preyers and wishes no longer inspire your heart... Not to love or dream at all, then you've surrendered to the monetary debt loin burning greed existence, wherein all humanity would burn most any half repaired stitched up bridge for weekly small tokens of freely granted endless riches.
Dead alone I seek the clarity of a forlorn route of humanity,Our condition is a dreaded state of red,This or the apocalypse we demand! Rather be erased from time than resubscribe via fate or karma to a new way of life! No matter the amount of equality provided world wide!
The cold worms can swallow the sexual deviant virginity amputee victim who once roamed the streets alone. Nearly anorexic, Scar tattooed skin a holocaust skeletal frame she couldn't ever support a new seed.
Time of the mannequin reflecting on memories of unsweet yet savoury shadows, Sell off anything to retain the internal heavenly sketches, Emotional contortion of no inspiration save comfort, We can't let go, Even amidst its ashes... As we watch the future burn!
Remind me of equality's brittle flame,Dark are the singularity no matrix sight value of no spoon to remix our fate! We appease the monetary darkness, Greed over all souls, Profit: your shadow over Mother Earth must be extinguished by any means necessary!
This is the forever war, To be continued...
In earnest anticipation of,
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