

SupercellLife is like a thunderstorm With raindrop memories That pass by in a moment And crash unceremoniously Each falling on it's own But never entirely alone Pooling at rock bottom To be trampled under footSupercell
Life is like a thunderstorm With accumulating clouds Each bursting with emotion Furiously blowing winds Making the trees succumb An illuminating glare Foreshadows a desperate cry Which shakes windows and nerves
Life is like a thunderstorm The young relish the experience Jumping messy in mud puddles Their parents keeping


Tea Party Hollow eyed dolls With Puppet string tails From Washington's HallsTea Party
Just A little push And A little tug To Hear all the wails Of Brown shirted thugs
So SHOUTSHOUTSHOUTSHOUT And LIELIELIELIE To &nbs


Phoned In Town HallSevered dissonance floating in the ether Attacking dissidents with a verbal cachePhoned In Town Hall
Altered reality following the speaker A withered mentality that reeks decay
Marchers marching forward, embers bound together Flaring up fruitlessly and slowly burning away Impotent impudence from an armchair soldier Baring his arms and seeking sheep led astray
Salvation found at a biblical kegger Praying to a megascreen every seventh day Backyard militias tuning in to their dealer Rushing around in place, eager to obey
Crosses and flags have never been emptier Hol


CrossroadsTwo roads converge One paved, one dirt One full of joy One full of hurtCrossroads
One path is crooked With many a turn But each is a test With much to be learned
One path is easy So straight and narrow Lined with red roses And singing sparrows
Step on to cobblestone And let your feet guide you There is nothing unknown And thus nothing is new
The luxury of peace Falls to pieces ahead As you follow the path That so many have tread
Your mind withers like a plant In the monolith's shade Your


Rain... AgainSuch a simple pleasure The calm between drops The swaying, mesmerizing Dance of tree limbs inRain... Again
A gentle breeze. Its as if the brittle glare Of life giving sun, is my enemy For I prefer the clouds The overcast and colorless The soft song of rain The giant roar of storms I prefer the solitude Of a lightning strike Heard from miles distant Its funny how a heart Can bleed out, like rain Drop by drop, losing its
Ability to contain love Or compassion Or hope And yet, what does rain bring Life. New Hopes.
New...


dizzy spells.paint thinners on your dusted shelves.dizzy spells.
we killed so many, we don't care. we stare at
our fingernails as they stumble upon our windows (barefoothungryignorantnumband) half but still alive. (easy to forget
because having a post-it that says:
be happy because your paint thinner goes into your paint and not your feelings and you can actually hate your life because you still have one
makes you the target.) note:
buy a nail file
and nobody will guess you realized your nails were half-chopped as you were tr
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don't be a shadow.
scream it out in words: rawEm0tion. <3
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don't be a shadow.
scream it out in words: rawEm0tion. <3
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