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Free Fall

Power unquenchable reaches far through a void as sight glows into life in the darkness,
With differences to devour, what it derives forever, if given enough heart to behold,

There still remains the peace of fate, a tease of fulfillment to false criterion ascribed,

The measure of its mistake in contrast to momentum gained, simplifies meaning in life,
To exist beyond the reach of call or reason to persist in a state or two, leaves belief blind,
My endless gaze returns focus to renew in pastures grazed wherein leisure was yet perfect,

Eyes shut down, and the knowledge runs out of room to reassert itself over safe havens,

In the shadows cast, the mind finds even dispersion of effort impossible without ends to meet,

The sacred vow, a prisoner’s sorrow, the foot in a grave, and an experience for all tomorrow’s.

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A perfect omen in a nightmare

As the darkness lurches on from beyond the haunting lack of control, I wonder if the nightmare in itself is my mind gathering importance at the awakening of reasoning in flaw’s, or if the solutions I find to the situation at hand seem more capable of destroying my peace rather than convert the lack of it into wishing for the best to happen at any moment .,

overcoming compensation is a necessity to explore .,

And then there is the ending of a nightmare and in waking up reality where such a requirement for contentment is absurd, with the system built on personal probabilities , it’s difficult to pick a side , much less to start over and redesign the house of lies based on what reality affords to consider as mine.,

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Thinking out loud in vacuum

Every second felt in notes of the rhythm within living through sequential variability in thought and emotion ., it’s barely left untended when the world is divided out of necessity into black and white , for shatters of impact leaving a self that is whole without waking up to the fact that reality is rarely perceived as a tool for survival of the inner child or the adult ambition., sentience is beyond acquired synchronized behaviour to an environment , it must be personal .,

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Trapped in hope

There are things to wish for daily, there are those things that reveal themselves for what they could be, then there are those things that must not exist alongside all the other beautiful hope,. None are ever without consequence if the mind depends on it and chooses control over perceptive increments in the essences of emotion,. I hope for any peace that’s left to end all hoping one dream at a time .,

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