WritingTherapy
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It’s True…
I don’t know what fate brings,we are bound by boundsno one knows what songs singthat bring ill fate around. I will kill for you if I have to,bury bodies if necessaryif things are straight, hairy,red or blue we can forget it too. Nothing will keep me youfrom being what I knew years agothat make it Continue reading
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Heavenly Father
Might all your steed be upon me.Upon the plains and valleys.Down unpon the rocky path.Lay low all my pridefull banshees.Tell Lucifer he hath no sway.My father my transgressions I’ve saida thousand times to myself.Lord let your light,shine a path before me.Lord hear me dear father and showme the way to become a rider.Upon the steed Continue reading
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For The Sky
The arrow will not past go,in the willow or the snow,where all who live to knowthat life can be fast and slow. The pace the race is not my faceI have no deciding factor erasedo the functions of a functionalperson like myself I’m a disgrace. Ever knowing I am nothaunted by the sly nights skyis Continue reading
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Corrupted Pup Let’s Look Up
The rainbow bent I lent I sentsentiment and it’s what I meant.For all the keys that freeze venton me please it puts me at ease since. Tear the wall see the war inflamethe embattled who battle same,seek recompense in things that don’tmake sense or seem sane. Send me a view to a scene sereneand scream Continue reading
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King Of The Lonely
Forever ago there was a halo,bright upon my head I’m feddaily though it was ages ago;my first love I held thrice instead. Fourteen I was a pain misunderstood,at the end of dead end roadsthen in my twenty’s, then thirties I could notlet the dirty feelings not erode. I tried to move on with time,then time Continue reading
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Fire Of The Ire
Based on a defaced place in hastethe sky will imply an eye to spya place you will want me to eraseis actually a person in great supply. Freedom of lost voices forwardspitting fire with an ire for bullies.Feel the felt urgent feeling towardsthose who spit spite fully. Records will fall and all will callthe great Continue reading
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Chekhov Has A Point…
“Only during hard times do people come to understand how difficult it is to be master of their feelings and thoughts.” — Anton Chekhov I have always felt the best way to cope has been to dissect a situation and evolve to forgive and not forget feelings but learn to let them not disturb your Continue reading
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Implicit Rain Of Change
Rare is the blue in my eyes,for they are dark like night.For fair it’s always been true Ifeel the blue sky more than fright. Upon my chest I wear my heart,torn asunder by God’s thunderit is torn so very badly aparthow it pumps makes you wonder. I have seen chasms fail aroundthe implicit treat of Continue reading
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Raven
I should know by now,you should know as well.That my Raven is a haven howyou know is how you tell. Talk to me at once,final and in abundance softsend the sin again stuntit does my ascension aloft. Black my feathers togetherI wing wail as I swell offin sweat I do often fret a featheras I Continue reading
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Beast Within At Peace
Install the call for all that fallis upon the dark set sky I prey along.Until the spill of a chill I callfor my pack to attack where I belong. Under spells of wicked railsthat fell under a hell and me sold.I run now in the wind my tailis bit by frost and elements cold. But Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 