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THe NaRCiSSiSTiC SeLFie NaTioN

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smile and pose

and pose and smile

in your bathroom

at your computer

in your car

with friends

with strangers

or alone

smile and pose

and pose and smile

 

post

get likes

feel important

 

share some random cause

to show you stand for something

hashtag it

never gonna act on it

but pat yourself on the back

you deserve it

because you feel good about yourself


smile and pose

and pose and smile

in your bathroom

at your computer

in your car

with friends

with strangers

or alone

smile and pose

and pose and smile

 

post

get right swipes

feed your ego

 

comment on the latest tragedy

"thoughts and prayers"

hashtag it

then forget about it

but pat yourself on the back

you deserve it

because you feel good about yourself


so smile and pose

and pose and smile

so smile and pose

and pose and smile


you are the most important you that you know

 

 

 

 



 

 

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MeaNiNGLeSS CyCLe

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A meaningless cycle called

Life

is a sexually transmitted disease

Death

is the food that sustains and feeds

A meaningless cycle...

 

 

 

 

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ReSTRaiNeD (the Promise)

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the wretched amongst the purists

quietly creeping along the outskirts

no conscious, no remorse

take it all through force

 

your freedom is not thinking

your freedom is not thinking

 

may there be no peace

may there be no satisfaction

melding together the scraps

destroy the means of edification

 

victims of cause

colossal the bonds

scourge of the cat-o'-nines (alleviate through the pain)

taking the time (forgiveness takes restraint)

 

no conscious, no remorse

take it all through force

 

your freedom is not thinking

your freedom is not thinking

 

pleasure in the pain (you reconcile)

the promises made (you reconcile)

victims of the cause (the wretched amongst the purists)

colossal the bonds (creep along the outskirts)

scourge of the cat-o'-nines (pleasure in the pain)

taking the time (the promises made)



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Missing You

Verse 1: The further away

             That I am from you

             The more I end up missing you

             I can't hate you for what you did

 

Chorus: I'll always love you

            How and when will this love end?

            Now that I'm no longer your's,

            I can't help missing you

 

Verse2: I can only pray for your happinness

            Even if I fall in love with somebody else,

            You're always going to be the one for me

            Missing you, you've turned into a memory

 

Bridge: Don't forget about the promises that

            We made together

            It was a sign of our love

            Now that I've moved on, I'm no longer missing you

 

Last-chorus:  Though, I call your name out in my dreams,

                    I know that these thoughts and feelings

                    Will no longer reach you.

                    Still, I can't help missing you whenever I'm alone

 

Verse3: I gave you my heart

            I gave you all of me

            Yet, you broke it

            Farewell, my lover

                   

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I have written many songs but haven't had time to post them up lately. I'll post more when I have time. I just wrote this song this morning. Here's the link to my other songs (sung acapella): ohtheirony1989.bandcamp.com (it's an EP I'm working on, long time coming...currently trying to learn guitar to begin composing those songs). I almost forgot about this account until recently. I hope you enjoy. This is dedicated to an ex (aka my first love). We were together for seven years (2003-2010)....

Wide Water

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

Actually a set of lyrics rather than a poem per se, but I'd love to hear some opinions on it.

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Condition : Rotting on the Vine

 

The heart beats so fast

The blood rushes to feed the pain

These eyes wander past

The flickering sights pierce the brain

Numbness pursues

But what comes next?

Cannot undo

 

Seeking hatred

with an infatile mind

Viscious toil to rout the lesser kinds

Your children

Your mongrels

In the dark room where we learned to subdue

Beggars on bended knee

We scream and plead

In the dark room where we learned to bruise

Broken and bloodied

We cantracted your disease

 

Our hearts pumping and pounding

The blood gushes to free the pain

Our eyes wander past

The flickering darkness seizes the brain

Numbness ensues

But what comes next?

Cannot undo

 

We were your children

Rotting on the vine

Seeking hatred

with our infatile minds

In viscious toil

We strive to rout our kind

Our children

Our mongrels

 

Chin up! You're at the pearly gates

Chin up! You're at the pearly gates

"HAHAHAHA!!! Who are we fucking kidding?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Music

Music

Music, music, it’s in the air,
Here is a list of what I hear:

A B C D E F G
(1 e & a) (1 2 3)

Rhythm, beat, timing, and tempo,
Fermata, rest, and accelerando,

Forte, piano, half, and whole,
Quarter, dotted, and staccato,

Sharp, flat, and natural, too,
4/4, 3/4, 6/8, and 2/2,

Measure, scale, and arpeggio,
Chord, seventh, and legato,

Major, minor, and decrescendo,
Crescendo, seventh, and ritardando,

Staff, spaces, lines, and strings,
Sixteenth, in-tune, and fingering,

Woodwind, brass, position, and trill,
Treble, bass, mellow, and shrill,

Percussion, composer, style, and key,
Quickly, lively, somber, and freely,

Triplet, tone, tied, and up-beat,
Pick-up, slur, eight, and down-beat.

You may hear music here and there,
But I hear music everywhere.  
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PaRiaH

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No inspiration, No innovation

No room for introspection

Just copy and paste

Follow the guidelines already set

No time to waste

 

No self-motivation, Only pacification

and the proliferation

Of the same ideals

Follow in the wake of plagiarizers

Be in the collective or be a pariah

 

Singular mindset to seek mediocracy 

Cancerous in it's infancy

The purest form of malignancy

So we judge you guilty...

 


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I'm Sorry You Feel That Way (RSM)

Stephen Malkmus, Andrew Falkous:

coincidence? Yes.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

We're breaking lots of shit,

like our hearts and our guitars.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

 

What did you let her do?

And what did it mean to you?

The irony is palpable,

you condescending bitch.

What did you let her do? Huh?

 

What?

(Nothing.)

What?!

(Nothing!)

What???

(Nothing!!!)

(I SAID WHAT!)

(I SAID NOTHING!)

 

She's in the shell, she's back in hell,

she's back where she began.

It's written on the door.

We're back where we began

but it gets darker every day.

I'm sorry you feel that way.