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Posted by miguel c. williams on September 19, 19100 at 15:52:38:
Believing In material, man made or spiritual?
But I grab life from your sterial land
foundations of brick broken to sand
I never found your growth
I never found where you stand
wronged
because you try to reach and harm
but trying to flail your severed arms sawn
so you can just run along
scrambling your feet cemented in those last spoken words
echos are all I heard
My life is on the bound flurred and covered in dirt
and you break my riggid heart bleeding dust
settled a trial lifeless as no trust
and I lust to crush the pressure you thrust
against my aged rose that rusts
I search in trust
you must have faith in something
but we were'nt able to touch
and I wished much to lust fot your trust
I found nothing when this rocky road got rough
in the summer
carrying over cold winters
my emotions lost their flow
tearing ice when I whimper
and I'm blood sicken on these white rose promises
and believe me
I wanted to hand back this gift given to me
but I stay fighting
so welcome my company
and you're all I need when I feed
and weight myself around your scenary
and they told me you're what I make in quality
never finding agreement, but we always found equality
In this field burning and leveling
from notes written by this master musician
an orcastra in the middle of war
plucking the strings that fade and damp my living
from begining to ending
and I drag in time mangling my body
behind these wave's frequency descending
so I'm sending my search to find a meaning
holding this ball
holding the spikes for all who want time to stall
just for a second in a brawl
but............................................................
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