Jar Of Human
Jar of Human
Written on: November 9th, 2016..
Tears are for losers who can't fight it
Those who have only lost sight of it
Forgotten their guard must stay up
Eyes locked on the other's play by play
Not really a game but a way of living
Crying would just be giving
They don't deserve the salt.
So, I'll keep it bottled up inside
All of these emotions I'll hide
Bottle of emotions, jar of human
Pieces that make me, fragments that create
Keep it tucked away, hidden deep within
Let them keep searching for what they'll
Never Reach.
Once someone gets close enough to see
Block their visions and take the key
Lock them out, change your code
Made to forget, what was shown
Their brain reprogrammed, wash away
A new four digit to punch that day
Keep them guessing, it's fun that way.
Written at Age: 29.
Pictures shown, age: 36.
Noted: Adding filter to the phone's camera for effect but once back into print.. all by the book then.
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The pixels tell an American's revelation on life's terms. Definitely define as you learn the way of living that one must entail. Entirely written word, typography to occur. Pack a punch!
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Profess your Resurrection, Chalice.
Venerate visions especially Sixtus sworn
Merits minted towards melodic mazes
Internally always timing whole mite belonging divine
But proven yearn honestly
Thons oblation obtained obviously other
Thence timely tokenism taught
Following others torn but damnation
Approval to thine's offered respectfully
Eye third to thy venerable chalice
A firm faith solely spoke to meditate.
Done,
In this memories towards the mystery of..
Fate.
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Therefore Helpless Not
Hence thy Blanc nail shade
Thus have applied the white
Then let enter my hands with color
Still known as a clarity to myself
Accordingly the muse you wanted
Also an Artist whom conceives
Besides actual children, living
However lost I am without them
Moreover the love to have to myself
Otherwise known as being secure
Therefore I can't help but continue.
DILEMO does this Decadence of Divine.
One card right, last card is left
An overage of a fact to which is false
Fiction the friction that accurately attacks
You're mind degree to fully intact
A way to lower this stack of knowledgeable,
The officialize of these artifacts.
They're the trivial of tactics to expose
False or fact.
Slide towards the right track..
DILEMO.
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Love's Pushing, Headed Firstly
Once this time upon
The gated hours glass
Needing to rid the existence
Completely rid to reformation
The holes in my brain leak
Leak the sounds of family
Held to yesterday's glory
Forever trapped the sonic
With waves the frequent
This manically toasted mindset
Sadden with unholy truths
That ran on repeated to use
But only ones in that set time
Given the chance to rekindle
If only the icy witch hadn't
Casting a new spellbound rebound
That shouldn't render rememberance
The time spent learning was cherished
Until a brink of dispair
That packed the push
Head first, soldier
Did it for my country.
Freedom's regained once pleased
The demand in need
Took the calling
Of abused with love
And love hurts.
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Photos by a true eviction, art.
John's doe eyes linger to viewing
Exile the harsh but true beauties
These are people whom became muses
Complete models that withhold traits
Their own personalities delivered prints
Or images that went viral to outlets
They are treasured moments passed
But shall always live until lightyears
Given a shutter that sped freely
They are my payment of creating
A look that defined themselves captured
A pixel or imprint their grains of life
The spirit that was in front of camera
Through a lense that discovered humanity
A peaceful pose play on realness
Totaled up past portfolios that reign
Upon a time that once was
The true eviction of art, photography.
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