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Eyes Vol. 5

Updated on June 19, 2013

A holy incrimination

Spliced Immaturity 
Motion is sedated
To watch the grass grow
I'm a freak
Loosing transmission

Deprivation
Spreading the wound
To see whats inside
Hold me

Spiraling fast
Goodnight
I've kept 
The worst of me

I know what its like 
To be isolated
What foods not to eat
What booze to drink

If any of this 
Is making you think
Take a sip
Create a new reality

Source
Source

I'm Stillborn

Errected by an unidentifiable

Determination

Confusion often overcomes me

Why everyone seems to make

These Predictions

Offbeat and presumptuous

I gravitate away

From everyone thats afraid

Of their mask


Another hint towards perception

Fortune is a trick of perception

How many signs

Come from thoughts

Of this abused mind

Its a strange life

That repeats itself

Patterns

Shattered

Shamelessly

Scattered

Avenged

By thoughts

Of forever

Danger

Mistreating me

Cunningly

Assaulting me

Separating

A single line

Dragging the hand

Of the cock

Backwards

In effort

To revive

Time



Whispering

Answers

Back to your past

Do you hate

That you're always

Looking in the mirror?

Glancing forward

Seeing your reflection

In the FUTURE

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      Skyler DeCristoforo 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Grateful as always for your support Gypsy! Can't tell ya how much i appreciate it.

      Ocfireflies, the photos and poetry seem to fall into place very well when i create them both myself. Very happy that you dig it. Look forward to hearing more from you soon.

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Absolutely fascinating.

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      ocfireflies 4 years ago from North Carolina

      SkySlave,

      Somehow I knew that your work would be gravitational. You share the same name as my oldest son. SMILES! I love this hub! Your poetry is profound as is your photography. Big Fan!

      Best Always,

      Kim