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Hollow I am a shell,Hollow by ~soundthestereo
I am empty.
I see through these eyes,
but cannot remember the sights,
I cannot think back to the past,
to what has happened;
for it blurs as it happens.
I am lost.
Not seen or heard of by self.
It's becoming hard to keep holding on,
but I will try.
This is all I can do;
try --
to continue,
to succeed,
to impress,
to live.
To keep living.
In a Night Under,In a Night by ~soundthestereo
I cannot remember with crystal clarity
any image I saw on that night
but the people say I was not myself
as I spoke with whispers into the ear of a stranger
a name, an idea.
With emptied bottles of the golden brown liquid
I was sliding through hallways idiotically
speaking with slur and slowed pace
and somehow I spoke my mind for once
said a few words; compliment.
My friends told me of what I had done
done wrong, and how I managed in some small way to socially succeed
funny how intoxication can relax the mind
and allow loose, pathetically strung together words to fall from tongue
and we sat, I whispered, she was sobe
Allies, All Lies living on the linesAllies, All Lies by ~soundthestereo
of the parallel lies
in between the great divide
of life and all its ties
connected by each and every word
written, spoke, or merely thought
intentions put in the worst of places
hiding the truth once worn on faces
bridging the gap between the fault
of human error; to err or not
to be the protestation to the lie
to try to fight, but remaining only a try
political pressure bearing down
baring the truth still not found
economic loss after stepping off the cross
and being able to stop all the costs; at all cost
this one's for the people who can't fight
so long as they repay with their only means of pr
Above, Out, Beyond darkness clouds these city streetsAbove, Out, Beyond by ~soundthestereo
where people, once, used to be
living through their lively lies
and ignoring their imposing tragedies
thriving on the suffering
everybody who breathes, breathing
and forgetting their own depressing
little lives they live, not living
but for themselves they planned their rise
to get above, out, beyond the rest
of everyone stuck behind
in the world they did detest
if fear could say one word to them
it would be one said with a grin
as it knew it had won
this awful game, no longer fun
the time went on and on again
until the people left their brains
and all the matter of their being
all
Sta.sh
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/N/A/R/U/T/O/
my anti-drug
The enemy wants your cheese. They want your sausage. And your balls, too." - Bourdain
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"Brilliance is typically the act of an individual, but incredible stupidity can usually be traced to an organization."
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<(0.o)>[Death Begins When Imagination Ends]<(o.0)>
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Embrace the G.R.I.T™
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Be still my trembling hands, for how you would tremble if you knew where I would take you next.
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Be still my trembling hands, for how you would tremble if you knew where I would take you next.
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Be still my trembling hands, for how you would tremble if you knew where I would take you next.
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Unfortunately ,, there is no Ctrl + z in life !
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Be still my trembling hands, for how you would tremble if you knew where I would take you next.
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One who does not sacrifice anything cannot achieve anything
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Be still my trembling hands, for how you would tremble if you knew where I would take you next.