Category: Broken Thoughts
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Be My Rock… And I’ll Be Your Friend…
After a decade of liesI no longer have a passion deep insideAll I can see is how all of this was a waste of timeEditing between the linesA storm is coming in but the stormsAll ready been here all this timeAfter a decade of liesI no longer have a heart…
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Would Of Been… Could Have Been… Worse Than We Ever Thought…
Going for a ride to the other side of the conversationNot sure where this will lead me to no endMostly the point, but that’s not the way things should beHow I do things these days or any day for that matterRunning away from these guilty feelingsMore me than I’d be…
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Going Straight To The Source… Outtakes and Out of Place…
Dear readers… These might get used again someplace else… at least that’s what I have been telling myself for a while now… Either way I wanted to break up the monotonous themes of lately with something a little different… and get back to my roots a little bit… A chameleon…
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Need To Get Home… Broken Thoughts…
Because justice isn’t realThe truth is no one ever gave a shitThe devil won a long time agoSomeone just forgot to say somethingWasn’t as though any of us would noticeNever was what we thought it wasOnly lies… something to rally behindWords pretending to be something moreSomething about the words sounds…
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That’s The Sound That’s Calling Me… Broken Thoughts…
Tapping the well of my potentialDried out river bed of insecuritiesHarder on myself than anyone ever could beStrapping myself to a cross and dragging it alongAlways coming up short and falling downPoisoning the well of my own inspirationSuccumbing to self-inflicted toxicity without a causePushing myself harder than anyone ever couldBurning…
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When I Held Her… I Was Really Holding Air… Broken Thoughts…
Little shards of glass in my lungsBreathe them in to keep from going insaneThe infection though I think is becoming apparentSpoke my words with an acid tongueAnd now my jaw is somewhere on the floorI can’t see it… but I can hear it rattling alongWith every step… with every attempt…Said…
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My Heart Will Surely Fail… Broken Thoughts…
Told me I should careWhile giving me every opportunityTo not believe a fucking thing you sayYou want to bury meUnder your six feet of shitThere’s no use in denying the obviousDoesn’t matter I refuse to standFor something I do not believe inWorking me to death with your stupidityThis idea of…
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Canine Devotion… Broken Thoughts…
Wasting time standing in placeLoss of progress… drinking it all awayHow much suffering can one person takeTesting the limits has lost its time and placeDistant future becoming closer to the presentAn ever lingering death seems all but naturalHiding in this dark place the brain goes insaneThoughts of suicide don’t seem…
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Probably Better Off Left Alone… Broken Thoughts…
How much more is there to takeWords to take more of me awayEmptiness filling up the spaceA distance left unraveledA void left behind to spinHopeful things to sayWhen the darkness comes againI don’t know another wayTo say how I feelWhen I get like this inside my headHow much more is…
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Another Writer… He Was A Talker… Broken Thoughts…
Repeating cycles from withinWhere is it that this all beganBorn this way or giving inFear of living trapping me inChest tightening… fingers bleedingPressing harder against the keysDoesn’t make the words mean anything No relief from feeling like meWondering when has left me emptyWhen will this all go awayUntil death or…
Chewing On Glass... 