Poorspective
T. Tim was a rich man
he could afford a crutch
His dad's alive and has a job
although he claims not much
Mid-class is a cinch, man
when you can afford a home
you make enough for taxes
and ride the wave of Rome
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Nostalgia
And so we say goodbye,
with the connotation,
that we shall never
see this moment again
or feel the same shivering
sense of rememberance.
Later on all we will remember
is the frisson which
so often accompanies
nostalgia.
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Of Sentience
We are all of us lonely gods.
Small, lonely gods,
with only two masters
that which we choose,
and that which we lose.
In the image of God we're made.
and like photographs
we learn to fade away,
so that a new image
in our place will play.
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Dismay
They, they, the mythical they, we laugh a lot and talk all day
and still when I ask to go out and play-they stay, they stay
and happily weigh, the choice to pick up or joyfully slay
like a sparrow alone with God run away-dismay, this may, dismay...
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Allusion
In a word, confusion
chemical collusion
gratified illusion
empty, grand delusion
Grand and green profusion
implicitly pollution
mindless, broken fusion
hoping for ablution
Crash the institution
Living in seclusion
Hoping for intrusion
Or welcome execution
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Faithless
Why won't she listen to me?
Has luster lacked, or passion waned?
Have words or attitude pained?
Is love a temperament to be changed?
A question's worth is difficult,
an answer's worth is simple.
If words could heal what love cannot
then even love is vain.
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Reality Scales
Consciousness is the narrow path,
beside the road of our senses.
Our senses are the narrow path,
beside the road of actuality.
Actuality is the narrow path,
beside the road of possibility.
Possibility is the narrow path,
beside the road of our consciousness.
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How to Cope
I know that feeling we've shared.
You've sat alone nights and cried,
and cried
over lost things
and changing things
and nothing seems to stop the tears...
and then in the morning
you rationalize
and nod at what must be done
because life must go on
and us with it.
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Feels Lonely In Here
Nothing to focus on,
except the dull ache
growing in your bones
so everything itches
You feel like dying
or cutting yourself
and beating your breast,
and fighting just to lose,
to have the kind of pain
you can focus on,
something to know
besides the loneliness.
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