in the dark of the citysilencerules the coming day as a dim lightgrowswithin this broken bodyhe knows the way oh my lordof pain and sorrowshow me nowor forever hold your tongue the sweet landsof no tomorrowand thus to dream abiding onlyas for the young Peace/Hope m(€_>)m
i can’t tell you whoor what i am identityis a cruel construct perhaps you don’t careand why should you just be humanand see the human in me Peace Oo(@_@)y-~
the good king recognizes his atrocities he knowsthat by doing sohe may already becomplicit and yetthe good king shows mercy restraintand a healthy ego he gives doubtits benefitand always seems to have room in his heartfor enthusiasm is this not humanism whenmy friendyou speak thusof any such kingexisting i want to fuckingburn down this entirefucking [...]
to be honestlike deatha soul’s definition to be honestlife’s breathmy war of attrition and perhapsif you’ve timefor some candor i’ll not slanderthis tongue lacks constraintbut my mind wouldn’t dream to try and be someone i ain’tand i’m notto be honest Peace/Live/Pith m(+_+)m
reasonable guy saw it all at once now the beautythe unlikely inner peace the radical love that stumbled before himlike a newborn foal on a cold spring morning as if life itself were the most awkward thing imaginable and an embarrassment to be endured rather than the astonishingly foolish enterprise which it is just as [...]
the unadulterated joywithin that part of your smileagain besieges me to inquire of the robotand experience my clever cousinwith just enough candorand the right time a time to be alive someone reminds me of the age-old adagethat it is better to stay silentand thought a foolthan to speak and remove all doubt to which i [...]
he without a soulwill not recognize himselfas such the mirror’s mechanicsrefuse to reflectemptiness yet the void demands with nothing of referenceall images becomes stale drawing onlyfrom the rabble the black noiseof unlimited speculationoverwhelm all attemptsat enlightenment as entropic evidencebring to the forethe disillusionmentof meaning for this i pray as i gaze upon my corelet the [...]
maybe i shouldn’t but perhaps noa thing won’t gofrom here anymore the last daya morning felt this waywe started a war or maybe it was meand maybe i onlywanted to live with the mei was maybehere to forgive but maybe i should stop just stop it now all i doit seems toget in my own [...]
everybody getsto be who they areno regrets with the livingand to followtheir own fucking star when all timesare toughand full of hate and distractionmy factiontends to forget what everybody gets then no one will ever knowif they’ll wake up tomorrowscreaming something pointlessabout semanticsregarding race and how stupidkept pacewith all this shitty traffic at least someoneshould [...]
nothing belongsno more liesno songs about the good lifeor any at allwe are one to fall into placewhere i have noneand shall die nothing belongstaking heartapart to cry with my artnothing belongsno longer try for gratitudemy brother saidshould i and thank godfor nothing Peace/Love \\(^_*)//