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    You know their comes a time when every man, bored, awake at a time when even owls say "What the hell's the matter with you?," and inexplicably struck with access to the depths of the human soul you don't have during the drudgery of the day, he begins to explore the inner complexities of life, love, truth, theological confusion, and then just the same old bull. I've had those times since I was nine. I've conversed with God (and a few other odd voices here and there, not all of them conversations really, since not being able to speak their language kind of impedes communication), drawn tears from an overwhelming sea of emotion, and had epip

Well they got me in the bug house Oh what a story I wish I could tell But would it matter anyway? Who'd hear me through this rubber cell? With my arms stretched cross me, head in a box The name for this place should be Hell Oh I can't see why they did this Everything seemed so smooth and sound But they didn't wanna listen to me So they decided to tear me down See I told them the truth about Atlantis And if I prayed to Thor he'd be comin' round Woah I got those ol' Asylum Blues Hey, are you feeling crazy too? And it's now in the midst of madness I realize what I gotta do Man the things I've seen, oh help me Lord All this turmo

December 3rd, 1907- Dmitri     I woke up this morning with a strangely renewed sense of vigor. Last night the clouds opened to spread a soft blanket of snow over the valley. The chilled, bracing air was a rush of adrenaline in my lungs. It struck my nerves, tingled the senses, heightened them in a way. Looking back on it now I can see why I wasn't prepared. I was at my peak. I was used to being the hunter, never the next meal. But that was the farthest thing from my mind when I set out to catch our first meal in paradise.     One thing I learned from this morning, never trust the familiar. It's the pe

I sit on a park bench, and the wind carries to me the voices of kids my age who say 'fuck' on every fourth word. I sit in Italian class and hear a girl with the equivalent IQ of a park squirrel venerably say that texting is a necessity. I'm trying to eat at lunch, but an ignoramus a few tables ahead of me starts shouting so loud I think he's deaf, about things that I think Howard Stern would find offensive. I can't even bring myself to finish my meal.I tell him how much of an ass he's making of himself and suddenly everyone rallies behind him. I become the bad guy because I tend to lose my appetite when people mention the human genitalia wh

Not much I can do, but I'll try How I'll try, 'till the day that I die And it's all for you Can't ya see that I realized What I did wrong, woah yeah Sweet tension in the air Aint it clear I'm not going anywhere Baby save me 'fore my spirit is gone Where strawberries and dreams Grow in a field forever I saw to my surprise An image that shall always Give me heartache, woah yeah A woman so alive She could level me And save me from Hell with her eyes From that moment on My soul was hers to take Not much I can do, but I'll try How I'll try, 'till the day that I die And it's all for you Can't you see that I realized What I di

Pen breaks my skin Again and again From the day it started Trying to pierce through my heart I'll write on walls Forget the fall Believe I'll break free Let the pen possess me Know a way of ease? Tell me please!! I can't live this way anymore...... FUCK THIS SHIT!!!!! What is it? God tell me, I beg you, what is it for?? Aren't you tired of living this lie That consumes your mind, heart, and soul by the by Why do you choose to do nothing at all Grades and paychecks they'll murder your soul Runs through my veins My soul torn in twain Just a hopeless addict Trying to get his quick fix Was born to fail The Losers pale If y

Can't find the words to say With a straight face the lies we think are true What we think, what we feel, day after day Four friends, nothing to do Lost in an age of pure apathy Setting a stage where the few guarantee Your freedom, your soul can be purchased for free These four the only ones who don't seem to agree? Where's the blame to be? We can't guarantee you'll like what you see.... One born a loser he'll never refuse To any accuser who sees through his ruse He's let people tell him he's worth nothing at all Made him feel like another brick in the wall But the man has the soul of a downtrodden comic Stuck in his thoughts, s