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ExplorationFloating through the stars, Balls of light all around me. As celestial giants and planets surround, we Try to hold our breath, and keep it from dying,Exploration
The horrible death that our kind has been vying for, Dreaming of icecubes and microwaves, Faces melting, Shedding your fur, Grabbing your ankles like a rusted spur. Can you see the pretty lights, Teasing tearful eyes with a heart so bright? Its not a thought one comes to at sad times, Brain too full with excuses and bad crimes. Open your mind to explore the melancholy sighs Of the vast expansion of wonderous sk
by ~RobotDoctorFunky
Don't Free Your MindHeartless sharks. Brainless soldiers. Dreadful dark. Weightless shoulders. Heavy feet. Pretty pictures. Rotten meat. Light fixtures. Bleeding hearts. Hopeless tears. Shopping carts. Justified fears. Quiet desperation. Willful ignorance. Foolish hesitation. Money spent. Waking dreams. Out of body. At the seams. Battles fought. Losing ground. Gaining agony. New scars found. Not the key. Dog-eared maps. Television sets. Confusing paths. Faultless wrecks. Giving up. Looking dDon't Free Your Mind
by ~RobotDoctorFunky
SenseI'll return when things make sense. I'll connect the evidence. When I die, I hope its not tomorrow, I hope your heart is void of sorrow. I hope they have a band of horses,Sense
trumpets blow at solemn regard. I hope they have a minstrel there to Tell the world I tried so hard. I hope you've found another one to make you feel how I felt with you. If anyone deserves such happiness. A saint that finds such perfect bliss, in heaven, your arms, the heart in your chest. In your grace, a soul is blessed. Blessed to never fear again. An impossible d
by ~RobotDoctorFunky
"Dropping like leaves..."It is glowing. Paths of light. Brightly showing, seems alive. You still feed. I dropped my breath, but I'm relieved. Feels like death. Open arms, no expectations. Turn my charm, into hesitation. Used to fly. Used to smile. Used to try, now reviled. Wants the past. Knows the future. Head is smashed. Flying creatures. I hear this is for the best. But why do I feel. A hole in my chest. No heart to steal. I'll survive. Heart still beats. Never thrive. It repeats. Just keep fading."Dropping like leaves..."
by ~RobotDoctorFunky
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