

AbnormalCompadres in paramount positions i lack.Abnormal
so do we slack and allow ourselves to be governed? i say no, we end the fight with a fatal blow. when the odds are in their favor, well give them a show. and so they know, we People are free, there Will Be No governing me. allow some room for change. no residual dew, some carapice to break through. so where do we find the Will? maybe a forest demolished or an oil spill. our lack of speech suffocates worlds,
turn tragedy. since when was a business equivelent to presidency? say the right thing and state your mind, because tonight its unjustice


existenceone leaf, one tree, fading... fade to what? fade to you? no more of this self circumference, the whole of what i have yet to place upon myself. Wayward bent and misdirection canceled out factors and ill timed fortune. what WILL, that once was, would like to be. lightning strikes how?existence


SolaceAuburn sky. Solace. Tranquility. Alone under these stars my mind burns. The spectacle so beautiful. A temporary amusement. Where do we go when its finished? Where a long ways from home, or so it seems.Solace
Do you remember those calculated dreams?
The coordinates arent so very far,
The last i slept we swept the fields of Qhandahar. So what do the siblings of these mortal wounds feel.
Ill ask you for nothing more. So then brother, why do we wage this war?


PredicamentI heard an owl in the woods. So what now, im in the mood to write. What have i become that i so despise. You see, with ease i counter contemplate my demise. No cost or restitution, these damnable dreams seem the only rational solution. A beating heart and out of breath, off the boat i take my first step, we learn to walk on water. No insignia shall ever share, the determination that this one bears. An iron will, new track of thought, well cut them down with our retorts. Fear not how taste these dreams, theyre soaked with sarcasm that taunts and bleeds. A cats paw steps across this page, it may as well have been my grave.Predicament
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"how can you falter, when your the Roc of Jabraltar i had to get off the boat so i could walk on water."
-S. Carter
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