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Child Of The Most Highest
In remembrance we'll close our eyes to collect our memories. When sifting through these memories, we glide a widened eye to the intricacies, and subtle gestures that embodied your soul. These seemingly fleeting moments collect in our minds and piece together your mark on our hearts. Caught in your infinite love, we will be connected to you eternally. Feeling the warmth of your smile in the morning of each new day, we are thankful for every second we shared together. In our deepest sorrows when our hearts swell with longing, send us your light as a reminder you are with us. May your wonder be greeted with wisdom and your soul in His embrace. Manifest your heavens fellow being of light.
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[10 May 2009|03:09pm] |
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The window was left open. As many do, many enter. Drawn by the aroma, and enticed by such a well garnished table. Circling the table while negating such circular behaviors one portrays in these situations. There, not at the head of the table but placed off to the side by the door, its place was set with incredible mystique. Without hesitation and with much curiosity I chose that seat, but it was more than my pallet turning me there. This Dish, this beautiful radiant Dish chose me. How was it that this splendorous setting lay fallow in a room full of watering mouths and babbling stomachs. My nervous hand posed hovering over this delight with fork and knife. She seemed to laugh at this second guess. Now the candles dimmed around me, sending my focus straight to this dish. Such a feast. I nibbled at the creamy ideas and passionate wonder lining the rim, and savored the speech that steamed my ears and neck. I carefully steered her sweets to my mouth, not in a famished impatient fashion. I lightly placed it on the tip of my tongue, aroused first by its familiar sweetness. While closing my eyes, I tilted by head back ever so slightly to let the night slowly roll off of each singular taste bud before swallowing its truth. Mmmm. Indescribable. Avoiding lustful gluttony, I wiped my mouth of thirsting wonder and placed the fork back onto the table with an approving grin which seemed to stretch to my ears with every lingering moment of its aftertaste. Such self control could only be explained as respectful admiration to this treat, this Dish. The time was just ripe for the picking and at this point, the dish laid just to the right of me. All this taste and still, I wouldn't have my fill.
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[12 Apr 2009|11:17am] |
Never ask what it means to be received you don't want to know what exactly they were screaming when he started the fire Her's was a groan of pain and his was not his at all a bedroom that reaked of hate with a hint of love
A slide show, sliding down the back of my mind showing me way too much red patterned images got my attention now. maybe its time to make up my mind and follow
Never ask how I noticed how it's strange you dont want to know what exactly I was thinking but you hand me the shovel The worst part about the brain is it just knows too damn well how to re-invite the pain with a sorry smile
I have a little brown box, next to my bed, filled with your kisses imagine how hard, trying to sleep, right next to temptation. It's cold steel bitten by my good byes a nervous flick of the finger will release the chamber and I
..................................................... What matter's now is gray sliding down the wall I couldn't stand to face
Somewhere out there it's oscillating molecular DiPierro pending To press my feet upon its surface and yes for once, just serve a purpose cuz down there you're hot, and well desired up here you're not, my time expired
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[10 Dec 2007|08:36pm] |
my white vail blames me for the line of sight. I could not at all pretend to look away when I haven't the right to be wrong. Is it all wanted? or is it all needed before sucking at the leaf or choking on the root. Is it all you see or is it all that sees you? Who could blame a wish with legs to change its pace and click its heals. Flashing like a dying lite before the blinding pause. Does it have single name? does it have a worthy cause?
Assume there is something more, will it all be yours? Or shared in a shadow.
And I am so envious of your ability to live and learn then taste the lust you crave now live and learn again my words fall through the fingertips and slip right into my madness
I gave in, quiet I surrendered to the touch I cave in, I left in haste but i still taste what never happened. pull me away kissing and screaming. I cannot pull you out or pretend you're not there. Who burried you hear? me. With my hands. In my heart. Just too deep. Just like me.
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| X-mas Coma |
[09 Dec 2007|11:55pm] |
Sovereign of this domain. I am the son of your bones. a pale and dry complection of your own. dress me a victim, but draw me a smile. unfair and foward actions, unexcusable delivery. Take a moment to see.
sign on the line
so lay in the grass, I'll do the same. Do pleading hands mean anything anymore. the scent on your neck wont leave the glass when you fill me up i over flow i dont just spill anywhere I spill on you your fingers calling.
take care of-
many things are turning around. I see the face, thought it was yours, swear to god. where was I, easy on well if I could after all because it isn't impossible who could see with the perfect eyes kenetic without a push for its life.
do you feel like making it? breaking? holding it? faking it? cuz this could go on for ever and we'd never know
There will always be a pressure in the base of my spine reminding me of what used to swing on, riding my thoughts out the front of my head call it call it anything My name is Advocate flip the coin call it roll the coin and chase it, under your bed, into your past how long will what already happened last? dont ask me dont ask me anything, I'm numbing out the night your beating heart, my lullaby.
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| How about a little fire scarecrow? |
[08 Dec 2007|11:20am] |
I'm lit, lets do it and no one will know. in three seconds flat they will all commit (to the throws).
i'm so fucking gone can you smile like me? I can take out my liver, wont need that today. Dance that Dance smoke that fast
whether its i who sees, who wont believe will not deny cant deny
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[27 Nov 2007|10:39pm] |
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I used mine to carry out this space in mind and as for the the overwhelming spread i tore in half to cover ground putting forth what i believed was believable, sweeping the scraps. Too much for now to come to a point. on (lessthanfiveyearsyou'llbebacktothedooryoulockedwithagaspandatearwithakeythatwontworkeandasmilesmirkfrownbutyourthemandofyouandyoursandallyourchoicesaremistakesindisguisebutyourfacestillcrakcstokissandcrumblestoscreamholditdownholditdownthechunksanddecayofyourmarkthemarkyouwillfailtomake) your heels, your so fas tt through my gut birthing the ideal acending the cravings to a hole above decending down into heaven way down into heaven this must
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| The Human Condition |
[25 Nov 2007|10:37pm] |
the roots of hour hearts reach deep within our dreams. comfortingly. plucking at our hope giving us everything we need for the moments sake. We grieve but we never let go unless we are the one who bleeds. releasing finally the moment i lost the site is the moment i lost my cause this dream pretended night and lead to the wakening tone how gracious, you've been like a god in site and lived up to the name that you claimed i didn't even cross my heart If finger tips can kiss then we will be just fine holding you like a memory in the blackness of your eyes.
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[23 Nov 2007|08:04pm] |
We're not alone in this psychrodrome, and I know that I don't want to lose you, livin' the dream if you know what I mean, and i'll be that boy you used to know. We're not alone in this psychrodrome, but I know that I don't want to lose you, afraid of the walls, behind closed doors well I'm just a baby in your arms.
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[23 Nov 2007|07:48pm] |
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there it was
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