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 Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2013 10:58 pm
For the fun of it I'm going to put my lines and things that occur in my mind here.
Things to know before reading it:
-opinions are good whether bad or good
-still trying to expand my vocabulary, so if I'm rhyming with the same words sorry
-hope you enjoy it
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Posted: Sun Mar 03, 2013 11:18 pm
When you hit that road block
Your on the clock, break it with a knock
It's like a venom
your a phantom
Fade out and think out side the box
Just to free yourself from the locks
Then your mind flow, once it's in motion
Then you get notion
With the feel of you're emotion
Free from gravity
On the active mentality
Words spoken passionately
Into reality
You just made that change
As you expand your range
Isn't it strange
As soon as you engage
You just flip the page
It's like a new age
Flying from the cage
And the wars you wage
Either see yourself as burden or someone you gotta beat
Never admit defeat
It's all deceit
It's all in suspense
Of the thing you can enhance
Just give your self a chance
As your passion burn
Just for your own concern
Look at the things you can learn
Look at the thing you can earn.
What is it that you yearn.
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 3:09 pm
I certainly agree with the feeling in there. People can rhyme about money, but basically, that's soulless poetry. It's gotta be about passion, about what your spirit longs for, and about what you are trying to overcome to get there. No feedback I could give is more important than that. Keep writing!
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 11:20 pm
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Posted: Mon May 13, 2013 11:58 pm
Here is a random verse stuck in time for contemplation exerting a percent of concentration like a juice box, no imitation. words has thousands of flavor taste that are meant to be savior like an equation to a puzzle keep up with the hustle some are hidden subliminally if not, metaphorically let flames burn intensely, then slowly lighten up softly let it faded out like a feather left behind. describing sense that is one of kind yet some are blind so its best to describe it in your mind you will never know what you will find.
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 1:50 am
Ready set go!~
close your eyes
and fall into the dark abyss as if your going to rise
with one shot to the prize
as if your walking on an upside down stairs
for anyone who dares
and for those who cares
differences are written in a forlorn style and font
as if the path to one another is held on to material want
that could only daunts
yet it haunts a mans soul
to add more worth yet it stay cold
that is how the world unfold
Nothing but lines and scribbles being laid.
time goes on as it begin to fade
as if the meaning was trying to evade
like a scar with a story, covered up with a first-aid
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Posted: Tue May 14, 2013 7:50 pm
on my phone. . sorry if it doesn't make sense at first. [edit]
live to reminsce
for the time of bliss
memorys fades like a song
of the hype that moved along
or stay posted, standing among
just to prolong
until its time to move on
time only go forward
as if its in the bag,
but it went overboard
playing tag,
everytime we cross path
add up the math
moment that are seldom
hanging on as we held them
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Posted: Wed May 15, 2013 11:18 pm
something that came to mind when I got annoyed....
You know nothing about me, its all in your imagination
you couldn't keep a convocation
without the procrastination
based off of another imitation
all of it, is just exaggeration
thinking you know my limitation
putting up a fake smile for the infiltration
only to fail the penetration
to the walls, I that surround me
as you tried to drown me
Don't even try to describe
you only kill the vibe
its disgusting
of the scams your mustering
no room for discussing
better keep distance
pick and choose my reminiscence.....
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 3:19 am
KhmEr_SnOozEr Here is a random verse stuck in time for contemplation exerting a percent of concentration like a juice box, no imitation. words has thousands of flavor taste that are meant to be savior like an equation to a puzzle keep up with the hustle some are hidden subliminally if not, metaphorically let flames burn intensely, then slowly lighten up softly let it burn out like a feather left behind. describing sences that is one of kind yet some are blind so its best to describe it in your mind you will never know what you will find. That's true...you NEVER KNOW what you might find. biggrin eek
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Posted: Sun May 19, 2013 3:23 am
KhmEr_SnOozEr Ready set go!~ close your eyes and fall into the dark abyss as if your going to rise with one shot to the prize as if your walking on an upside down stairs for anyone who dares and for those who cares differences are written in a forlorn style and font as if the path to one another is held on to material want that could only daunts yet it haunts a mans soul to add more worth yet it stay cold that is how the world unfold Nothing but lines and scribbles being laid. time goes on as it begin to fade as if the meaning was trying to evade like a scar with a story, covered up with a first-aid Yeah, I like that -- and the world unfolds only when we fall into that abyss.
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Posted: Mon May 20, 2013 4:39 pm
thank you for the feed back ^^
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Posted: Tue May 21, 2013 4:08 pm
contemplation (not a lyrics)
I was thinking and went to a conclusion.
if we are just a mass of energy like computers, Ai, ect.
And our entire existence were to be placed in one massive folder
each file would represent a looking glass of each individual life. would the same thing apply to us if somehow our brainwaves does the same thing......and yes alien way of thinking
psychology.....
is it based on a way an individual was raise to meet a certain way of thinking get that conclusion or its just a hypothesis base on habits and compared info of the individual to a group of things that are deemed common knowledge or noted through other perspectives.
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 5:35 pm
Random!
let the world burn
to the the concern
there is no time to morn
of the thing that has became forlorn
of the feelings torn
of the promises that was sworn
on the surface its just another game, seen with soulless eye
as my heart try to raise
but burden only holds me back
afraid once its seen, its like heart attack
just to see the distance that only seemed strange
but things changed
as if the pieces were rearrange
of the thing that made the perfect picture
not recognizing the faces
of the emotion it once fazes.
the attachments it once amazes
trying to add up the sum
and see where the problem is coming from
but how could we fix something that's broken
if we never spoken
standing there in silence
only for the reliance
on our alliance
never going the extra mile
but I'll be here for awhile
of times our feeling transmuted
yet, it has been muted
I guess these emotion is just deluded
None of us were willing to submit
or ready to admit
only by reading our reaction
but its only a bit of the fraction
none of us made that traction
just to make the action
just to confess
instead, act like we couldn't careless
Now things couldn't be understand
its not like we did what we can
but we drifted as feeling shifted
its as if we split and walked the opposite direction and end up as enemy
but the passion is still in me
I just wonder if you still feel the same
I only have myself to blame
My pride decide to chose sides
as if it was inevitable to collide
but it was never where my heart reside ......
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Posted: Wed May 22, 2013 9:42 pm
i should start with themes...
Theme: sound left misunderstand
Looking up in the ceiling
Hitting the road block, of the things hes feeling
trying to express his thoughts on to the empty lines
of the passion that defines.
he is the type that never uses his voice for things he need.
the type that does not heed to the judgments
and gave up the arguments
he would put up a fake smile
he does not how it happened, but its been like that for a while
As days pass, it became a habit.
fear of becoming rabid
when the day come, he found his voice had fade
as if it was pointless to the lines he made
now the lines mixed subliminal
like it was instrumental
of the thing he try to express
misunderstanding made it seem obsess
once he to talk with the voice he once lock
he ran before he walk
so when people tell him to slow down
he said "go drown Things are yet to be found"
just to understand the flow
with the many other meanings left to know
Now it left him crazy
just to tune it out like its lazy
cause everything seemed hazy
just another day
for his emotion to sway
pretending he is okay......
(Hahaha well this is why it sounds good in your head, than when you say it. if its not written to be reread you might sound like a loon for being misunderstood)
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 1:57 am
hmm.... what you see as fear or to be feared has as much meaning as how you look at it
it may be a vasts ocean in your view but to me it could be just a cup of water, only question is. Is it half empty or half full
there is nothing to fear. except for "fear" it self ( whats really making you scared)
the catalyst or the cause of the burden
in truth its only based on how much worth you put into it.
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