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Old 05-23-06, 08:31 PM   #145
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The Wanderer




He lurks in his own path, Shadow of Pain
Slowly he thinks, yet tainted tears still remain
dram selected, injected voices of THEORY.
the thoughts pondering wit diligence vision real WEERY!
haunting in his path...though his life's already made.
the tim eof how to live...still not being PAID alway's delayed.
scented dew from a rose, in which he picked with essence.
with the soft gentle touch, he feels, he words it in every sentence.
so valiantly and voul! yet wither as though he was a feather.
crossin along roads with no intensions.as though he was the weather.
crushed everyday from comments, SPIT, and DEGRATION.
yet he still stands tall cuz he knows its in gods hands and he's gods creation.
the devil lurks as well, and he knows cuz he can FEEL HIM
the darkness in the devils eye's as his told truth can be Devcivin.
his lies fill his minds, yet cant corrupt cuz he is the Mesiah
as he is sent to vanish all sins and bring happiness to liars amd take em highah!(high ya)

so as he walks down the lonley path, dont ever doubt one from the looks.
as the word'd saying goes never judge one as the looks of a BOOK!





THE REMAINS



the high price of livin concluded off VENGENCE
the kids all fall back off the imortal repentance.
slowly dying to define themselves and the price of livin
the truth held shut and hidden, its earned not a givin.
pressured emotions, Devoted sense fall to the Loyal
yet there is none NOW and not ever will there be a true royal.
secreted diligence pictured yet not executed to perfection.
its like in one ear out the other type of DIMENSION, not to mention.
so you tell me how are we suppose to live, off only bread and water.
kids growin up off drugs with no brother sister mother or FATHER.
no one to turn to, yet the so called upper class still bullies.
were the one strivin when the so called smart one are the one playin hookie!


the truth is right there, if only you'd look for your own SELF.
instead of depending off of other peoplem takin their own wealth.
amandity is so calm, as air is to the Earth's calm BREEZE.
yet when none is done wrong, the JUST! do just seem to say FREEZE!
so i walk down a shadowed path that called the ILL LONELY PATHAWAY!
where hunger and scared kids these days live callin it the remains of the DAY!






The Catching Tears


So defined in existence left with fear in fifth gear
As soon as the sun sets a new day starts to tear.
Descending upon pain, held guilty upon thy RAIN
For the four seasons of loneliness begins with Rushed pain.
Sailing so softly in a downward spiral, as if in shame
No one yet to remember of the past so forgotten is your name.
Scented Failure drenched on thy body of innocence
All eye’s on you as fakeness of love falls in remembrance.
Slowly dripping on the shy face of essential Degrade
Bullied and picked on with no friends in every GRADE.
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Colored racists flaring, every one pin pointing at one another
Not thinking before they act as they notice there the lonely other.
No food on thy table. For what table is there to begin with
For I am the lone ranger sailing on thy own on the LONELY SHIP.
Ocean crashing against the rocks as I wake up to a new day
But nothing ever changes thy way so I may say until today.
As I watched how the rocks stopped the waves with it’s touched
I reminisced of a time where I had that feeling and loved it so much.
For then where has it gone, for why has it thy left me alone
Leaving me stranded and drenched in pain with no pain feeling COLD.
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For it was not thy fault. It was me all along for I had not seen.
Drenched my soul is the ascending water. As if I was in a river stream.
Solemnly though I swear upon your faithfulness SEAM
To one’s eye’s in surprise as I glide on this believable BEAM.
As you and I collide to be one thy sight of happiness is Keen
With you help of guiding and my will to believe brings us as a tag team.
In an endless scheme of endless DREAMS there’s no fear HERE
As I float atop the ocean I call my OWN dream. The catching tears.



There ya go KEY
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