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Live in the day and capture the moment.
Freeze it, hold it inside each emotion you feel
As you mold it to form what now seems is
A dream to disprove that reality's real.

"You're supposed to be unhappy forever"
How clever of you to choose my destiny.
Why don't you take the rest of me
feed it to the beast you call your god.


You want me to break from the pressure,
you want me to crumble. But it takes so much more
to undo this beautiful puzzle. A painting of what true beauty is
in the eyes of this fucked up reality.


I only speak from my heart and my heart doesn't lie
it just breaks sometimes. Sometimes it cries out to me
a burning message. "Don't run from yourself
or the truth that you seek but instead from the dream of reality"

Alone in a room with four walls and no doors.
No windows, no floor, suspended in darkness.
Remember the friends in the poetry you lived.
Remember when your dreams were reality.
© 2005

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I thought that the world was created by god,
a man who could breathe life into all his creations.
But if he's so great then why create all these temptations.
He likes to test our humanity and if we pass we're loyal.
But we are ones who shit on his holy soil.
I don't think that noah would have let me on that ark
and if it rains for 40 days and nights we all would be too blind
to realize our life is being washed away.
If jesus walked the earth today we'd give him a straight jacket
so if you look at it when death threatens you there's no way to attack it.
Just except that our world will soon become a living hell,
and if you think it already is then you don't know sin too well.
© 2005