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Beguile

Light through the spire where the son remains Begotten to throne in an old western tone where the spark began You said it was time for the ashes of mine to ignite again In a hidden new low you set a staggering blow to a broken man Every thought left for you to consider left tragedy…
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Second of May

In a city where I walk where I once knew the walls, I knew them by name On the corner we spoke of a lingering hope we’d be there some day I grew through soil, through the tremor and toil of my fathers name I was a man in the mild and a boy through the bile,…
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Pt. 2

guilt pt. 2 Feverish and dry you escape from the others Those ridiculous sentiments we knew for a time You follow and plead We fall on fresh knees I thought we had seen it all oh man, i thought we had seen it all Buried for my transgression Made alive by confession oh God, i…
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Pt. 1

guilt pt. 1 The other day you slept on the carpet You fell down a hole we dug with our hands half-blind no mind we went down there to find it all The other day you wept to accept it Choking on dry tears that drop in the sands No light He’s right (yet) i’m…
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Artifacts of the Past

“I’m not sure” In an instant my father was a man, confused like the rest of us My mother was a woman, frail and insecure like the best of us I saw myself in my father A passion for living and a hatred for dinner parties; I never know what to do with my hands…
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An Unholy Machine

Leaves fall dead onto the cotton cushion, leaves from Spring rain once proud now choked by a scorching sun. As another leaf falls I observe the passing of time. Humanity made repulsive as the orchestra of death and life plays on. Where we once sat to commune she will continue. I am a cancer amidst a beautiful land…
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American

Coal pressed under hard granite over years becomes the stone that reassures her that she is loved. A proton of light travels across the universe for twenty-nine years narrowly avoiding rocks and planets until it reaches my eye on a night when I was feeling lonely. On a hike I stop to pick up a…
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Sindio Forgotten

You never made sense to me, honeybee. I never knew you. I met you once and I saw you die. I greeted your death with absolute pleasure. You left your dying words in my skin. Although I lived for such a time in your short life you made me a novice. You left your sting and…
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Helio

Sold in sure Time turns hard on the radio flight Blame the sun and harness ms. sindio plight Such a quandary Stuck in Snow You still walk along the fable Kill the thought that you’re unable Mr. Condrey Freckled blue Don’t stay true