Tuesday, January 4, 2011

I can't sleep.

From rejection to connection,
Fear of living to face another day.
Day's with need for direction,
Life's a game I'm practicing to play.

Continuing to decay,
Je créerai ma propre dossier,
The only way to convey a bad replay.
Sans se cacher, I'll slay they.

The peace and purity absorbed from others,
To give what was taken.
From one to another, we must not suffer.
When craven, becomes pagan, then follow Satan.
The past has past, now all is straighten.

Spirituality, morality, empathy, reality.
Unfold path, unfold.
What's in store for me?
The untold; show me mold, show me gold,
Whatever it may be, may it be bold.

I await to see,
Where lies my grand prix.
No materialism I ask,
To toss my flask, and remove the mask.

Wake up to another day, with enlightment in eyes,
From lows to highs, I've gained a prize.
From "Why's" to wise,
All the disguise managed to compromise.

Over here, there are no goodbye's,
Only if it returns to hi's,
In order to arise,
Let's remain allies. 

To keep in store peace,
Continue to increase,
Expand and control the brain,
Let go of the ego, and don't be so vain.

I'll edit this tomorrow, I'm too tired right now.

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