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A Wrong View of the World: Fool's love
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Monday, April 20, 2015. It's foolish to say. That i'll love you till the end of time. When I'd rather love you. Till time runs out. So i can grab it by the scruff. And obediently take it back. Because it's foolish to say. I'll love you only forever. When the truth is closer. To infinity plus some. Not some paltry phrase. That fairy tales always skip. And it's foolish to say. That i love you more. Than this world knows. Because people are idiots. And their combined knowledge. Falls short of knowing this.
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A Wrong View of the World: For darker days
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Thursday, July 2, 2015. All the life that leaks from your eyes. All the watts in your smile. In your cascading hair. Cannot hide that fact. Don't think of those who say you aren't. Don't believe those lies. The sun that rises within you. The sky rolls off your lips. The night swims in your iris. The world hasn't seen. Than the ones scarring your soul. There is delight in your mistakes. There is laughter in your tears. In every shadow you imagine. The blind fools around you. Can never understand why.
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A Wrong View of the World: May 2015
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Monday, May 25, 2015. The path with trees. The leaves here shake. With whispers of fear. The monsters are awake. Their whimpers are near. Long shadows are cast. Vines crowd the path. Though they seem benign. A trek through the dark. No hint that it's day. No rays, no spark. Birds and beasts of prey. The hunter has become. Sprout faces of pain,. One sight of the nightmare,. And you'll never sleep again. But worry not traveller. You need no chance to rest,. This haunted patch of soil. And fate seems grim.
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A Wrong View of the World: Insatiable
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Wednesday, April 22, 2015. I want to swallow you. With my eyes sometimes. I want to drink. I want to consume. The very air you exhale,. I want to gorge. On all your sounds. A pining in me,. At the sight of you. That scent of yours,. I want to inhale. All these thoughts of you. I want to choke. On your mellow sighs. I want to devour. Every memory of you. I want to feast on you. An original piece by. I think that I :. Slow Mellow Rock Tracks. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). The King of Fools.
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A Wrong View of the World: July 2015
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Thursday, July 2, 2015. All the life that leaks from your eyes. All the watts in your smile. In your cascading hair. Cannot hide that fact. Don't think of those who say you aren't. Don't believe those lies. The sun that rises within you. The sky rolls off your lips. The night swims in your iris. The world hasn't seen. Than the ones scarring your soul. There is delight in your mistakes. There is laughter in your tears. In every shadow you imagine. The blind fools around you. Can never understand why.
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A Wrong View of the World: Rigor mortis
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Thursday, April 23, 2015. Seems to be done. By words that were said,. By the absence of some. Impossible to rip apart. A cloud of doubt. Hides away the moon. Like a shadow of the end,. A premonition of doom. Or maybe a wiccan spell. Is it a curse or an illness? It's too early to tell. A fear has set in. Like first frost on a lake. This coldness that creeps. Too persistent to shake. There's a dread floating now. As spilt oil upon water,. Or live with each other. This scar on the soul,. Is cast upon my mind.
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A Wrong View of the World: Today is men's day
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Wednesday, November 19, 2014. Today is men's day. For the longest time. I've been scared of saying this. We'll get to what 'this' is in a minute. But the reason I've been scared. Isn't because of some internal demon. Instead it's a fear of being judged. Or even beaten down. And thrashed in the street. Who will see my words as kerosene. And choose to light them up. Instead of paying them heed. For the longest time,. I've been unsure of saying this. So it's about time. That the length is cut short. Being b...
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A Wrong View of the World: May 2014
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Tuesday, May 6, 2014. An original piece by. I think that I :. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The King of Fools. An apparently skewed individual, with a so-called unique perspective of normal things. Diving into music and delving into life's intricacies. Read at the risk of shattering your own views. View my complete profile. Music is my Aeroplane. All work on this site is protected under:. Wrong View of the World. Original Compilations. Original Rock Songs. Slow Mellow Rock Tracks.
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A Wrong View of the World: Coniferous monstrous
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Monday, May 25, 2015. The path with trees. The leaves here shake. With whispers of fear. The monsters are awake. Their whimpers are near. Long shadows are cast. Vines crowd the path. Though they seem benign. A trek through the dark. No hint that it's day. No rays, no spark. Birds and beasts of prey. The hunter has become. Sprout faces of pain,. One sight of the nightmare,. And you'll never sleep again. But worry not traveller. You need no chance to rest,. This haunted patch of soil. And fate seems grim.
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A Wrong View of the World: Unhinged
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Friday, November 21, 2014. I lose myself completely. Akin to a madman. Placed between walls of foam. Or a locked up innocent. Who chanced upon a key. It's just that easy with you. Until now i believed. It meant the abandonment. But when i stand. In ways that would. It's more than freedom. It's more than living it up. Or sipping from the cup of life. The breaking of walls. The being alive in living. The whole damn bottle. That the gods offered. You've raised the bar. That the others failed at.
