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Shadows

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Words are diamonds in a cave

Bring them to light

Ignite a Spark

Open your heart

Pull yourself Apart

 

If you think too much about it, it doesn't make sense.

and the Passion is lost

in reinteration of facts.

 

Faster pace, can't erase some memories

They're part of me.

But I set them free.

In my philosophy there's holes and scrolls

of hypocrisy

 

Break lives - like Glass.

Tread on thin ice

Melted in time, frozen line

Expanded.

Pressure openend, juncture moving faster\closer

than you would think.

 

Take time to prepare your blindfolded stare..

up in thin air..   like smoke

You choke on your own voice.

but its worth it.. 

So break through on a new line

Avoid the commotion, set in motion

by cars in isles that drive for miles..

to see you.

 

The ocean is bigger than you and me

skies and stars are blurred lines, like lights running on electricity.

I'm on the brink of fascination street,

putting myself to the test..  of compusure,

exposure.

of my fault lines..

Laugh lines.

 

There's an incredible fate in words less spoken,

Write lines, steal rhymes, that weren't meant to be

Synchronicity.

 

Make the time and space to develop your mind.

In a way that will increase your speed..

and velocity.

 

But someone is ignoring me..  

and I can't help but notice.

 

I'm off topic

Can't write to save my life from hurricanes, rains and tornadoes.

Hypnotic clock ticking..

the exit sign is the only thing that will save me.

Running for my life in my mind

 

Keep moving around to feel it go deeper

 

It was some sorta intensity

a different wavelength

another frequency

 

Made me scream real loud..

Could hear me in a crowd of people.

Here is the steeple..

 

Take me to church, wash away my sins, beg for forgiveness..

Candles and incense.

 

Rituals and habitual patterns of purification

Consecration

Liberation.

 

Add an apostrophe to my name..

no one to blame.

Misinterpretation, miscommunication

need more elaboration

Contemplation.

 

Time bets a lot on you..

Puts you through Hell.

 

Incantation, Illumination.

Elevation of..

the senses.

Because sometimes the only thing you can do in this life..

Is shine light.

 

Shine light..  on the shadows.

 

 

◄ Day in the Life

webs worth weaving ►

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