April 22, 2024

The Eyes That Change

Torn flesh is disposable, what

happens when one uses love as

a whipping post

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little quirks, a simple light breeze

changing your thought patterns

to a visible premonition

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time can't be named, it can't exist

for we are the eyes that change

our reality to fit our resolve for a

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leadership of poorly demanded 

choices, weak melting butter used

in different ideas picking apart

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constant separations in a reality

without morals, take adam and 

eve naive and abandoned by a god

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that felt he knew more than them because

our leader never fully explained what

choices disrupt a perfect facade and

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created anger, aggression and challenges

that will always lead to a violent war

for the innocent slaves used by power

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separating us from each other lingering

time always their to force one to perform,

in a violent action to show our god, his

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superiority, our unified persona allowing 

us to work together, our break in the 

clouded emotion, then a break down

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in a ride with plenty of flat tires, differences

appear when a disagreement, a choice breaks

apart the foundation of a different emotion

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a sense one no longer believes in god's 

empty voice by a priest begging fathers

forgiveness for the problem with people

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is they blame violence on others, their

children abused by parents an as they

grow they put on a facade of power, as

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if that would keep them free of their

inner hate, fear, anger at the family 

that abused them into a shell of needs

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over others, this is a normal sequence

of hate in a violent reality ruled by

the forces of greed in their negativity

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of the mind, storms, the idols of power, a

tower on fire tearing everyone apart as shadows

deep anxiety begin to sense a means of escape