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The foundation on which we stand is filled with cracks
Our troubles flow like sand through the cracks
We loose the last touch of life as we give it all away
We crumble into dust and think its okay

I laughed the moment I saw you because laughter healed my soul
I smiled a minute after as I realized I finally felt whole
I cried an hour latter as the holes appeared
My logic flawed confounded by my fears

I smiled once with longing
Twix with laughter all entailed
A cry belied my haughter
The draft, I consumed by ale

Such a trick as these
Such a lie as those
Riffled with disease
We must burn all your cloths

Such a trick of fate
Far from heavens gate
A lie a lie of late
Has fallen thick as dust
Hehe

So a real poem hmm

I danced the dance of sin
Ready to begin
Again again agin
I'm ready to spin

My head did turn and my throat did burn
I laughed aloud the wicker man
My head did spin
I cried in sin
Thus died the wicker man

A sin a wrong alot along
Follow back and forth again
Yes and No Too and fro
I go and Go and go again

We spin and spin and spin...
Yet dies the wicker man
He did no wrong
And... yet we get along
And sing our songs
Wishing for whats right
His death tonight
It shall ignite
Our dreams in fright
In deaths delight
We'll kill our wicker man

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So I'm adding this Cause its funneh!
I showed a friend of mine the poem and he was all like oh I remember reading that in highschool... like wtf I just wrote that. But I'm kinda glad he thinks its good enough to be some famous persons poem and thus mistake it for that. So yay! Kinda???


And Soo another poem---

A secrete a secrete oh my oh my
A secrete a secrete I die inside
Your secretes your secretes your lies inside
Are making me making me making me cry

Too much for reason
To much to tell
A thousand seasons
Of looming hell

Your secretes my secretes
We burst in flames
Eternal damnation
Cooking our brains

A secrete a secrete
We must let go
It fills us with hate and I tell you so
I hurts me of late I must let go
These secretes these secretes I Do Not Know!


Denials my trial
I must let go
Denials so vile
I tell me so
I tell you so
I do not know
I can not know

Denial denial
My brains been filed
Currupt and wild
We'll all let go
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Its odd... I started reading my past journal entries just the ones on here and its... just kind of odd to notice the patterns and when things started that are still going on today and still bothering me.