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Screams exit my mouth and enter your ears,
Truth pouring out with every volume
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To Ponder? or Wander? along the Long, Lonely Road of my Soul's Mind is the Question... and Should
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This is the 2nd Part of "There Goes your 15 Minutes of Pain..."
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A poet that Can't Write anymore, Is as Useful as a broken mirror. I'm just trying to glue myself back together
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Heavenly Father, We ask you to Bless those
who have Fallen in this War of Truth and Lies,
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Observing the Fine Feathered Watcher of the Diem, She
remains alert, ready to flee at any sign of Danger.
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"Before you Lies a Puzzle, Conquer or Be Conquered..."
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With Patient eyes watching the Screen,
Observant Minds pick out the Truth,
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Broken Memories of what yesterday was,
Unseen by Strangers walking down the
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Blood Red Glass glitters it's Crimson rays across
her Divine Face, It adds a Hint of Summer to her
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O' Brother Patriots, I say to you, We are Enemies
to the Brotherhood of the Snake. Armed with Words
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A Poem Dedicated to the one and only, NightHope...
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Oh, How long has it Been since the Winds
Have Blown this way, the Light Seabreeze
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All Praise HIM...
With Hands of Peace, I lift them, Pointed
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These Sounds Surround me, This Arrangement of Symphonic Beauty,
Made by Planes passing by. They pass in an order that
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I apologize, It's a Rant, But a Poetic One.....
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"Excuse me, is this thing on?"
The Lord knows I've been quiet for too long...
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In this Snowy Fortress, I sit,
wandering, pondering,
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Woe to the Eternal City of Seven Kings,
may you fall for your sinful alliance
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Loved or Hated??
A Wise man that screams truth, into the very ears
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Again, I stand before a Judge of Man, Not the Judge of
All, for blood still runs freely through my veins.
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Freedom flows through these Veins,
And Liberty is the heart that pumps
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Like Children, We fall through the cracks,
Trying to make sense of this unclean world.
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Fewer Wisemen have visited the Scorched lands of what Ancient
Masonic Kings, and Black Hearted Popes Claimed to be Holy...
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With the day closing it’s “Illuminated Eye”
The Clouds gather up to go home, and call
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"Stand Before Me, Wretched one"
In that Robe of Disguises, You speak with a
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Through this window, Scenes are played like Clockwork,
Fully wound, On time, and with a Twist of Orange...
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This Breath of Life which eludes the Man trying
to Catch it, Like a Piano it plays to Woo you,
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Voices of Perfection, Over run this Disassembled
Entity, With a Fiery Vengeance, So Beautiful in
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These Doors Open from the Inside out, The Western
Winds blow South, as we Glide on these Clouds of
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How do we Overload a System, that's Prepared for
such an Assault. With One Hand in the Shape of
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With Vengeance the Clouds Fly by, at a Pace that
would confuse a Non Believer, The Fogs Brought
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What has been Forgotten in life has not been Misplaced
in the Mind, Truth, Trust, is what I search to Find,
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Friends like Time are Ever Passing, Ever Changing.
"Where are you now, Brother ?"
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