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Blank Is Your MindI let the raining drops stain my vision/ and pound away my hearing/ two senses down, four to go/Blank Is Your Mind
The smell of burning hair controls the air/ swirling, twirling, through my nasal canals/ Saturating the crevices of my mind/ I can smell nothing but the scent of human struggle and failure/ and then three are gone/
Salt sweat stings the open cuts/ made by the pacifiers placed in my mouth/ Sucking and chewing, tears the holes that lead to the fourth being done/
And I'm stuck in the cold, gooseflesh risen/ Break into blisters red and pus ridden/ Searin


Jasmine TeaJasmine Tea It keeps me up/ While friends and foes rave in immense droves/ I analyze and contemplate the tragedy of Hamlet/ Madness marked by joyless marriage/ Keep in pace with electric beats/ The ebb and flow of illusion and reality/ Conversating with lazer and fog/ Bubble, bubble, bubble up the frustration/ To pop and stop with utter relation/ To darling ophelia, and her bubbly, tub of damnation/Jasmine Tea


Black Roads"Along the black and wide, wide roads/ our journey will be set."/ Spoke strong with such conviction that/ no soul will dare forget/Black Roads
Rubber tires grind along with laborious decay/ Just like the flesh and bone that ride/ time will tell what may/
A journey in excess of time/ littered with times of strife/ The hope that at the end of it/ they'll find some truth to life/
Many stops and many places/ their hurtful path lay down/ Full of faces and full of hopes/ that simpler mouths would frown/
Midwestern skies illuminate/  


Connected.Chain reaction, reaction, there’s always a reaction. Isn’t there anything more suitably Considerably more sustainable than this unpredictable hard to claim personallyConnected.
Attainable. Thing.
All of us touching, if for just a moment,
Suspended in mid-flight, trying to figure out if It’s maybe quite possibly not exactly right.
A touches B, but then B goes round to D which Tries to touch Z, who then moves to Y and then We’re at X. Everyone’s touching but no one is Knowing that if you follow back and trace all the &


Scream baby screamScream baby scream Make them hear your voice Show them what you're worth And I promiseScream baby scream
one day they will notice
(Just keep screaming baby Then they might look closer)
Whispers wil get you nowhere babe You gotta scream until they notice Wake 'em up and break 'em up and make 'em open their eyes
Scream baby scream Cos you're a whirlwind in disguise And you're nothing until you scream You're not the kind to run away but you're not the kind to stay You're the kind to fake it, make up and wake up all alone
Scream


I am a poetI tempted the fates And they answered back loud I hid from the pain With my head in the clouds I lost all control And embraced the numb And it took all of this To make me who I’ve become!I am a poet
I am a poet Whose voice has been bruised. I am the sheltered The world has abused. I’ve been beyond reason And paid all it’s costs. I have seen innocence Both taken and lost. I held tight to a dream In heart, hand, and mind. Saw it ripped at the seems And I left it behind. I’ve danced in the spotlight And been bathed in applaus
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