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Simple pleasures Passing time, Radiance fading In dreams sublime; Nature's way, Glorious day.Sunny smiles and Unerring truth, Months of warmth Memory forsooth; Eve of pain, Rustling rain.Angel's tears for Uttered scars, Tattered leaves Under stars; Moonlit smiles, Nature's trials.Wasted flaws, Imperfect mold, Natural mistakes, Truth be told; Every season, Rites and reason.

Intertwined, reverse and rewind seconds, hours in time; searching for a rainbow with (yet without) sorrow, just faith and soul to keep the spirit moving and heart still dreaming for that end (an imperfect end); no studio sound by perfection bound, an acoustic touch to the music of such an amazing (flawed) life.

Myth: "I seek your approval in my appearance, in my mind, in my being I need you to tell me that I'm beautiful, I'm smart, I'm perfect I am all you want, all you'll ever need I am witty enough not to be boring but to you I come crawling my thirst for abuse you feed."Truth: They tell you how to dress, to think, to act Complete hypocrisy under thinly-veiled tact They undermine your confidence and tell you what to be They preach free love and tolerance while downplaying sanity They confuse and diffuse your opinion and kick you when you're down They drape you with silk, satin, lace and with thorns for a crown They call you manipulative, whore,...

Silence treads its step lightly through the darkness, even as the winds whisper secrets of life and living through gentle rustles of branches. Dried leaves on the ground fly and soar before dipping, touching and resting, tired yet ecstatic, dancing to the hum of crickets and song of the stars.Moonlight-kissed is the night with jewel-studded skies, writing dreams across the galaxies and painting inspiration in the hearts of poets, of people.Such is the night that dries my tears and makes me wonder, drawing hope and darkness in a single stroke.

I can buy the vodka to make me forget the pills to change a mindset the movies and songs to chase nightmares away I can buy into a system that leads me astray.I can buy food to feed a physical hunger dreams that others put together false times and news and tailored pain I can buy into a system that determines what\'s \"sane\".I can buy the physical, the material to meet society\'s needs an image I purchase and unwritten rules I heed Pretension, lies and insincerity to fit the mould I can buy into a system that makes me cold.I can buy into a system that breaks me I can believe every lie they tell I can swollow propaganda and cage the free I...

I never looked at the sky. I never thought to, until you reminded me that to be pinned by its sheer vastness was freedom in itself.Breathe, feel and savour the blank canvas that covers and holds you in its infinite arms.Lean back and taste an emotion rare, even as the clouds gently move on, and the skies darken a little more.Perhaps being trapped isn\'t so bad after all. Not when you have open skies to dream with.

Have you heard it lately? The sweet, gentle sound that sweeps and touches your soul into a whole new different place where all is possible and there's nothing but smiles and laughter, a certain joy in forever in you.Butterflies and wispy clouds float in sky-blue skies; twinkling stars and whisking comets that fall and rise with every breath and everything, a rising crescendo does your heart sing; Have you heard it lately?