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Tuesday, January 20th, 2009 | Author: Lucidkevin

Sometimes I wonder to myself,

If health is a manifestation of ignorance and wealth.

Silent the people are broken lost in hope no words are spoken.

Fear overides the desires of life, how easy we bleed when we think the knife has gone too deep.

Becoming lost at sea in our eternal grief.

Instead the fisher should seek to release let the fish go and be at peace.

The smaller the fish the smaller the feast.

The smaller the prey the bigger the beast.

Silence becomes fragile now, only for the agile.

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Tuesday, January 20th, 2009 | Author: Lucidkevin

Patience, Patience the voice resounded in his head.

He was not sure whether the voice was his own or not.

Slowly, Slowly the voice pierced through his ears.

Yet he was the only one that could even hear.

Calm, Calm this repetitive narrator went on.

He gently cut his way into the waves his spirit ready, his body gone.

Rise,Rise the voice beckoned.

His feet leave the waves was he weightless even just for a second?

Open! Open! The voice has spoken! His heart beats steady, soothed and ready.

Alas, Alas the voice mourned. The feeling leaves him, yet he remains warm.

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Tuesday, January 20th, 2009 | Author: Lucidkevin

I’m an automatic door waiting for the store to close,

shes a wild fire rose growing for someone she knows,

the fox pounces in and makes quick conversation,

my patience weighs thin when I reach my exasperation.

The ones who know, are under known and the ones

who show never know, the ones who care are never there

why the ones who fear are never scared.

The window begins to close, let the rabbits in,

stormy shadows aren’t skipping here,

the desprate wind blows the time is near ,

what the end brings is never clear.

The ones who know, are under known and the ones

who show never know, the ones who care are never there

why the ones who fear are never scared.

Waiting for something that might never be,

waiting for someone that we may never see,

the time we shared you know I teared, you know

that it was torn, every day we breathe at least

we performed.

The ones who know, are under known and the ones

who show never know, the ones who care are never there

why the ones who fear are never scared.

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Tuesday, January 20th, 2009 | Author: Lucidkevin

Endless metamorphosis, you are the catalyst, deeper into my veins I find myself patternless

your narrow minded view can’t contain me the straight and narrow are abandoning.

I see you all sitting calmly but your spirit is drowning.

you recite the same words hoping they will mean something.

Pitiful grace a shallow following you stay on your knees but really your crawling.

Shameless faith I see past your lies your all dying from the inside.

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Tuesday, January 20th, 2009 | Author: Lucidkevin

Drinking the dust, there was once water here.

Drinking the past, there was once answers there.

Wearing the mask, you put it on to forget yourself.

Feeding the  pain , it leaves a mark reminding you why

.

Bathing in sorrow,  nothing gets you clean.

Morales of gold, however bright it gets you no where.

Loving the lie, breaking everything around you.

Howling the moon, shining down into your soul.

Fight in vain, I hope you forget.

Shiver in fear, I hope you regret.

Shake the hand, vicious cold grip.

Completing the cycle, you bite your lip.

Check the bunker, are your walls still stone?

Check the hunter, is the arrow still sharp?

Check the emotion, will you cry?

Don’t take chances, you might be happy.

Don’t feel, it might make less sense.

Don’t try, it might make you ill.

Don’t touch, you might corrupt.

Blame the innocent, claiming you are.

Blame the fucker, who gave you that scar.

Blame the hate, you hold so deep.

Blame the hate, that makes you creep.

You got it wrong, you got it wrong,

you got me wrong, you got it wrong.

I’m not the demon, I’m not your demon.

Your inner demons, Your inner demon.

I’m not that demon, I’m not your demons.

So you want to be free.

break free, break, break, break free.

I bet its not me, so break free, break, break

me, its easier that way, I will pay

I would pay, I could pay.Its easier that way,

its easier that way.

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