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And I lose possession 
Looking over pulsating flesh
I know that i am yours. 
I wish instead for heightened sense
To grasp that which possessed.
Extinguish me
The need is dead,
Take back your breathing dust
In your palm aflame, I yearn
To grasp that which possessed.

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A Prayer: Seeking Direction


Show me the way, O Shepherd
through mazes and haze on air
past dark-suited laborers
gloriously beat in strife 
to crumble like moths delayed

Show me the way in my youth
to lead by example; to testify
of ambition fulfilled in You
that until my sun must set 
i may be blameless in sight

Pave a print for me to step in
in blindness, your voice to lead
show me on this footstool
where thy name may be carved
that in my season, you are seen.

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permission ranted



Fill her eyes again, those that outran the tear.
Tissues that once pumped blood, now bleed.
Filled with self detest, her heavy chest
teases life, succumbing to the ambiguity in survival.

Resort to sub-conscious. Must hide the heat.
A rusted cog in the wheel, weak, she did
put a pig on a pedestal in lone pasture.

The assassin in concealer found its host.
Why love, should she let it grow?
Let her steal away from your care
to ease in a corner of despair.
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darkness

rotting blog. last resort. how are you?
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Hoist


in time, my life is mine; meaningless in me.
independence is the color of strength.
Fear of failing, falling, by my hand
is a trap, thus i hurt, i heard
that i am nothing.

and, i am nothing.
in the sand and sea, see
the little girl in bleached yellow.
in my weakness, show your strength
to a salty ankled little girl; for she is nothing,

…without you.

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excitement

         Today, i played bass guitar.
       For one unimportant competition
    Just the basic bass notes of one song, one known as 'Let It Be' by the Beatles.
    I found it to be too big and too heavy for me and I goofed up a couple of times.
       But it's so cool, because, today 
        I played a white bass guitar!

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Dear Sir,

No matter how close or far
Ill-cause of me, or who you are
Through rusty seasons
Past the peak of reason
Of right and wrong
These feelings held on
They speak of a divine tie
Incomprehensible to the naked eye
And in all its imperfection,
Insecurities and predicaments
Consequence
All lost in your eyes
A fervent pool that never dries 

As on 04/07/10.
Just because it's the only thing i wrote. And because i want to remember it like this.

Yours affectionately,

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