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Refusal of Nomenclature by The-Unstableone, literature

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Refusal of Nomenclature

ashes in your mouth With shame and guilt you can't spit out At least this is the way I hope you will become in petty games of youth we learned to spot the difference Look past things and vague appearances Well it is not quite the same in average Its normal to Ignore the ruffles in human nature To throw out any different idea of a nomenclature to label anything abormal as wrong Then you move on ignorantly, head strong I know you still have my memory You can't forget by only ignoring me Ashes in your mouth I will become In petty games we learned to spot the differences, Look past all the shit Well I am doing quite the opposite mys

Band around his Wrist by The-Unstableone, literature

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Band around his Wrist

On his wrist he wore a band of iron Around this band were loops embedded On each loop a key did sit heavily, almost as if sodden Some new and others rusted auburn On this band close welded One may wonder what these keys open His face a reflection of this band A gaunt and tired but cheerful old man On his face a weathered smirk made possible by time, trials, and work Yet whenever this man looked at the form on his wrist He would grow an almost solemn look As his eyes followed the grooves Locks far gone he dearly missed The essence behind each he already took Time passing is something any human reproves Yet there lie new keys an

Itch Itch Itch Itch by The-Unstableone, literature

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Itch Itch Itch Itch

Itching eyes Taint despise Makes everything so much harder Yet excessive adoration Causing skin irritation Rubbing your eyes with a wish to become a martyr So maybe the world can't be from your dreams? Who says you have to be in this world? One is always better if you can't have two And it isn't like you can start a thing anew So what are you going to do? Getting a little too brutal with those eyes Too much thinking of times gone by After all it was a great affliction you went through So close your eyes one last time The irritation will go away soon There is only two outcomes now The scratching becomes more than damaging or y

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Refusal of Nomenclature by The-Unstableone, literature

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Refusal of Nomenclature

ashes in your mouth With shame and guilt you can't spit out At least this is the way I hope you will become in petty games of youth we learned to spot the difference Look past things and vague appearances Well it is not quite the same in average Its normal to Ignore the ruffles in human nature To throw out any different idea of a nomenclature to label anything abormal as wrong Then you move on ignorantly, head strong I know you still have my memory You can't forget by only ignoring me Ashes in your mouth I will become In petty games we learned to spot the differences, Look past all the shit Well I am doing quite the opposite mys

Band around his Wrist by The-Unstableone, literature

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Band around his Wrist

On his wrist he wore a band of iron Around this band were loops embedded On each loop a key did sit heavily, almost as if sodden Some new and others rusted auburn On this band close welded One may wonder what these keys open His face a reflection of this band A gaunt and tired but cheerful old man On his face a weathered smirk made possible by time, trials, and work Yet whenever this man looked at the form on his wrist He would grow an almost solemn look As his eyes followed the grooves Locks far gone he dearly missed The essence behind each he already took Time passing is something any human reproves Yet there lie new keys an

Itch Itch Itch Itch by The-Unstableone, literature

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Itch Itch Itch Itch

Itching eyes Taint despise Makes everything so much harder Yet excessive adoration Causing skin irritation Rubbing your eyes with a wish to become a martyr So maybe the world can't be from your dreams? Who says you have to be in this world? One is always better if you can't have two And it isn't like you can start a thing anew So what are you going to do? Getting a little too brutal with those eyes Too much thinking of times gone by After all it was a great affliction you went through So close your eyes one last time The irritation will go away soon There is only two outcomes now The scratching becomes more than damaging or y

Observation 113 by The-Unstableone, literature

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Observation 113

She opened her eyes and looked around Breathing in and embracing what's found Black and white not acceptable in this tale Lack of open mind? In finding the meaning you will fail. If you understand, let me continue She awoke awkwardly, but renewed. She could not decipher what was felt So into other thoughts she started to melt It was so much easier for her to find her way Through the paths of her mind, her destination could sway Each fork was endless possibilities All which lacked her past tendencies. A depressed soul she used to be "It" could never look up, only darker it would see Here in this new thought pattern was right In

Chameleon, Defective by The-Unstableone, literature

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Chameleon, Defective

I got a discolored outside Matches not my inside Ripples turn to tides Not safe enough to ride My actions, a mind of their own Something which i cant take back or atone Yet Still connected in the life i roam Permanent pages in this raw honest tome Defective ways of communication Burn bridges, prevent relations So i find ways of sedation To stop my minds complications I'm a big contradiction I should say something, but nothing i mention I keep my tongue in detention A painful self relention Bar the days long before The days that seem like ancient lore I dont know what my actions are for By them my desires are ignored.

Self Elusive Thought Patterns by The-Unstableone, literature

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Self Elusive Thought Patterns

I have been wandering around this place I think they call it a "mind" I don't really remember that other land Mainly cause i can't find the time Hanging off of your hand, love I feel safe enough You lessen the thoughts i think of I used to be so caught up But if only i could remember Stop, recall, fall Didnt i do this before? A burn in my heart says so I ignore it but i don't know what for I am separated I see this now Soul better allocated The pain I now allow I have been alone without you since last december.

Assimilate by The-Unstableone, literature

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Assimilate

I close my eyes and enjoy the solitude But I know it is reality that I belate I enjoyed this world, truth I would allude It is difficult not resisting to assimilate Intakes in lungs barely used Regain my consciousness part by piece Far too long my imagination abused while my body left neglected and desired release. My parts remind me of what was cast With pain and scars in clear sight An attempt to prevent repetition of the past I still fold occasionally, despite their might I realize now that I need to assimilate more than what I conceived I must reenter "reality" again, I must put aside what was believed.

18th Attempt by The-Unstableone, literature

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18th Attempt

I stare a bit harder at your eyes, Could we be more than just ties? A few similarities that bind Us together only part of the time Irony has its hold We are so close yet so cold Body heat will just not do I want to become part of you Physically is not my mean Asinine, so obscene Animal instincts for us to shed I just wish to talk to you in this bed With every articulated part Of your mind, of your "heart" You make my thoughts spiral and curl But can I ever be part of your world?

Diagnosis Irrelevant by The-Unstableone, literature

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Diagnosis Irrelevant

This hurt, Benign, but always mine Constant throbbing aching remind But I cannot get it removed My symptoms state I am out of time There is no quick fix for me here Nor long process for me to endear No way that it can be improved Or might it be change I fear? Can I save myself from this Is my sense of what's real amiss? Problems a doc could not alter It is me that can make my bliss No well of hope, there's been a drought I've made my choice I'm opting out.