Falling into You

Posted: November 16, 2014 in poetry, sarcasm, satire, song
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Your holding on so i don’t see you cry, so tight tonight emotionally asking why?
Cos I’m falling,
Falling into you
Losing myself
Got lost in me and you
The screaming in my ear keeps silencing, everything I do. Lay down in the snow, coldness let me go, I love everywhere u go, love everything U do.
Cos I’m falling
Falling into you
Falling,
Falling into you
Cos i love you

The Bottom

Posted: October 29, 2014 in satire, sarcasm

Originally posted on Poems of The Lost:

Im here again, 14 - 1 (8)

Seems I’ve fallen through the cracks and see the bottom of this pit for what it really is, the top of the world.

It took skill to fall, skill to wreck a life that was destined for so much, it takes skill to be the fuck up that is me..

One false move, one slip, and all my hardwork could be undone,  id be right back on top again, successful and perfect, it takes skill to be me.

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I’ll stay at the bottom, im invisible it seems down here, at least the Angels act like i don’t exist, they carry on with their meaningless life’s regardless..

Im here again, and this time im going to accept my fate and resign myself to an empty life wishing for a full end ..

I lay here in my melancholy waiting for a death that not only eludes me, it…

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Run from Reality

Posted: October 29, 2014 in satire, sarcasm

Originally posted on Poems of The Lost:

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I can feel them in my dreams, closing in everynight until eventually sleep will bring no further respite for me..

Grasping it in their hands like their fucking life’s depended on it, trying to force it on me, as if the act alone will fulfil their own lives..

Reality, cold and sharp edged like razor wire and broken glass, their determined i join them in their world, their world of reality, because any other life they can’t understand..

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But i won’t come, il stay in the dreams of my minds making, my meditation that pulls images of unknown things from another dimension, who’s to say who’s life is more real?

When one dreams do we realise we are dreaming?or are we unaware until we awaken, are our life’s the same, only realise that it was a dream when we pass to another plane..

Il sleep, il stay, i shant be…

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alone as i fall

Posted: October 29, 2014 in satire, sarcasm

Originally posted on Lazy Lyrics & Pompuss Poems:

Im here again, 14 - 1 (8)

Seems I’ve fallen through the cracks and see the bottom of this pit for what it really is, the top of the world.

It took skill to fall, skill to wreck a life that was destined for so much, it takes skill to be the fuck up that is me..

One false move, one slip, and all my hardwork could be undone,  id be right back on top again, successful and perfect, it takes skill to be me.

21.09.14 - 1

I’ll stay at the bottom, im invisible it seems down here, at least the Angels act like i don’t exist, they carry on with their meaningless life’s regardless..

Im here again, and this time im going to accept my fate and resign myself to an empty life wishing for a full end ..

I lay here in my melancholy waiting for a death that not only eludes me, it…

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Originally posted on In The Pursuit Of Wisdom:

Evey: Who are you?
V. : Who? Who is but the form following the function of what and what I am is a man in a mask.
Evey: Well I can see that.
V. : Of course you can, I’m not questioning your powers of observation, I’m merely remarking upon the paradox of asking a masked man who he is.
Evey: Oh, right.
V. : But on this most auspicious of nights, permit me then, in lieu of the more commonplace soubriquet, to suggest the character of this dramatis persona. Voila! In view humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the “vox populi” now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin, van guarding vice and vouchsafing…

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Obviously thinking that ALL politicians are so honest with squeaky clean pasts that they don’t need to *Sarcasm*

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You are my setting sun, and also my beating heart, your anger can burn my skin, or rip, me, apart.    I remember us dancing on golden rays, blinded by screaming laser beams, writing our names in that neon sky, folding our arms around psychedelic dreams, the heartbeat of the ground pumps like the blood in us, trailing movement all around. Neon love so hard to drop down.         Your fingers on my back, set my skin on fire again, the glitter in your eyes, can’t hide what you were feeling then, just like the lies inside, are crawling bk out again.       Love is neon, Now the clouds are coming down, lifting me up with then, and if you’d ever known that neon love, you’d never want to come down again,               I’m not coming back, Europhia peace Attack, i just can’t come bk, these clouds are high, but I’m not coming down, that darkness could take me, but I’ll never come down, staying with the neon and the sound, TÀhis loveless peace. 01524 68295 http://porn.im.3e1f5f89.4339144.x.xvideos.com/videos/mp4/5/1/2/xvideos.com_512b953a676dd0296432804aa6452164.mp4?e=1382283141&ri=1024&rs=85&h=862f47b9429dbee56aff533e2d6633d7

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