Straight out of the oven
The baked goods are here.
Sweet and mellow,
sour cream.
Fresh and dry,
combat my will.
No more excuses,
the bite takes the win.
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Dreaming in my mind.
Dreamamine.
Dreaming,
Feeling all Divine.
Pick up the pieces.
Bring me back again.
I will fly,
With you by my side.
Freedom is the key to be forever honored. Freedom is what we all need, to honor. No chains will hold me tight, I am like Houdini, except for the drown. Do not be discourraged by this fight, take it as a challenge you know you will strike.
I am so happy, so content, becuase I have found my purpouse within.
And I shine.
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Rage Is Futile
Rage is futile
if no truth is uncovered.
Rage is futile,
if all parts are fighting,
a war that cannot be won.
So why bother to speak,
to hear, to be?
I don’t like questions,
I just want to see.
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Moment Of Truth
Moment of truth, a snap a crackle.
Something within just brust like a bubble.
Electrified by your field of visions.
Exemplary views of hues and friction.
You are mine, I am yours.
Feels so good, this complex fort.
What can I do, to make you understand?
Never had the knack for talking through.
I just love to write. I just want to be.
So hold me tight,
because we go for it.
Not afraid. Not anymore.
Nothing can hold me back no more!
I am the shadow, I am the light.
Together they form the perfect rhyme.
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The Flower Of Persuasion
The moment I saw the in-between
you were like a starlight,
shining trough my eyes,
to the very Sirius star of Contemplation.
I knew you would see me like the light I am,
and that you are too,
so please Forgive and Love me Forever.
Because I will.
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Keep Seeding The Light
Please,
dear soul,
please seed the light.
Keep your promise,
come as you are.
Keep on setting the limits you need,
keep on pushing the truth you have within.
No one said it would be easy,
no one said it was just pure.
Don’t forget,
remember who you are.
Like a trumpet in your mind
you feel the rhyme.
The promises
that were revealed.
The instant flow of energy
as you are healed.
The angle of your mind,
in the deep dark space.
It left me wonder who You became,
of this life that we are wandering.
Did it ever cross your mind
just who I Am?
And you gave.
You the gave the Gift of remembering.
The sound went louder…
louder,
and louder!
The spaceship landed,
I climbed,
and entered.
The faces were grey,
looking at me.
My body went cold,
like in a deep,
deep sleep.
As I came down
I could not remember,
I could not recall what had happened.
Years went by,
and I
was just here.
Waiting,
and waiting
for the sound to come again…
then it hit me.
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