Journal
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Trouble For Trump
Trump, let me exercise my freedom of speech by wishing you luck in your upcoming trial(s) you bully, son of a bitch… Here’s an article by NBC about what truly has been his most pure example of pure evil. https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.nbcnews.com/news/amp/ncna627736 Here is a link to the full article by the New Yorker. Trump is in Continue reading
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A Christ For My Vice
Forever is long and I’d complain.Why do some want eternal thingsto monument their ways just chainsconfound any art eternally vain. I’ve been amiss adrift and complyto the red eyed demons in supply.But I’ve never lusted like a demonfor skin to a degree where I’d lie. It’s not as simple as most would say,nor is it Continue reading
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Sympathetic Devil
It is the fabric of societyto exceed expectations forthe implications madeunder the guise of lies. Our illusions I will them,for our sweet precious peril,into the fathoms of an expansefull hope for a sympathetic devil. Pray and prey with meinto cadeavors made of iron,turned dust in the endfull of love into the fire. Feel freedom and Continue reading
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Translation
You are a call to motion,created and ill fated illusionsswell in some great oceanthey move your delusions. Slated for the time insidea shore so golden so warmready for the foam to slidein the warm under no storm. Maybe I was a pill for skillsthat make me rise far above.Your implication killsa sea vast filled up Continue reading
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Bigger Than Life
Stand to stand I try everydaywith poison in my veinsto keep myself lifted upand try to keep maintained. It’s harder every dayto keep myself goingbecause my grief is liftedby the poison that’s growing. I wanted it not but I dobecause I am broken.I guess I’ll give the ferrythat scuttles me a token. Until the end Continue reading
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In The White Noise
Most people would look at my life and see that I’ve had a life of privilege. Believe me when I tell you nothing could be further from the truth. I have known a pain none could imagine. I have suffered an anguish none could fathom. Everytime I seem to rise above, the demons of a Continue reading
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Birds Of Paradise
I don’t know words thathaven’t been spoken beforeas I sat on the step above theother listening to parents roar. Games I am master of what,inside the dreams of vicious tones,the masters themselves taughtme to love and what to frown on. Dwindle the madness ridethe wind as I go down slides.The past it stings a viciouscold Continue reading
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What Burns Bright
Somber my days are now,but they were not before.I use to live in graceful vows,touching cheeks I adored. I live at the bottom barrelwhere muck askews hope.I used to ride a carousel litbright lights pretty tropes. Where the songs of the dayI knew them so well kissingmy love all and every waynot a single crevasse Continue reading
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The Devils At Play
Try to fix me and you’ll fail.That’s what lies and deceit tells.So come ride the wind on theside of the wind setting my sails. Allow the gossip minced wordsto tell my story and it’ll be absurd.Give me something so I can feelnot so distorted or disturbed. I don’t know some things whereother things I do Continue reading
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The Way You Unfold
For so long as I understandthe way we unfold conflictthere is no way your love Icould ever try to contradict. Just keep twisting and turnin a dance for me to capturein my mind some reason forour little origins of disaster. I over think and you know Iknow not the best stories trulyyours I love the Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 