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We dance this dance of life and death, to a end, to a future.
We live for tomorrow, we live for today, we live for yesterday, to be better than it was,is,will be.
We keep dancing, never stopping, in fear of forgetting how to dance or to lose tempo.
Some dance harder, some dance easier. Some dance barefoot others of fancy dress.
some dance with others to help keep step, to not faulter.
Dance in the halls, in the…
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 6, 2011 at 11:58am —
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Stones rip our feet, we are still running. Bloody of dancing the dance of the forsaken. we dance for those who can not.
time is abundet, we shall waste it however we choose, with or without you.
i see the light peeking in that mind.
little do we know of those careless small things we take for granted.
little do we live in those moments where we should live the most.
Live life like tomorrow is the end.
over one day we all shall be, let us…
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 6, 2011 at 11:58am —
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Branches in the woods know no master, They grow perfectly imperfect.
The sun rays bounce from leaf to leaf giving light, life and warmth.
Does the sun know what beautiful things it produces? Does it know love?
Happyly burning forever? Love of the sun burns and burns Eternally to our lifetimes;
The water it flows and brings seeds of life.
Abundet of life and large differences far and between.
does it know its depths? Its mystery?
Is it…
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 6, 2011 at 11:57am —
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Moonless night filled with a sky of bright stars wonderous and beautful,
Another sleepless night dreaming of a forever that shall never come.
Sweating awake to pain, an unlenting ache in the nogging.
thoughts just need to stop, swarming like bees to defend they violate,
the steal and rape any sanity left, leaving a hallow shell, complete.
false visions, wasted ability, felt a choke of something less than what it was.
drown it with water, wash it all…
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 6, 2011 at 11:57am —
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Search for that bed of clover, that bed of roses,
Seach for that silverlining, grasp it, never let go.
Lets find hope in tomorrow, lets shine lights of our inner hearts.
Lets let our souls sing into the heavens and across the morning sky.
Find true happiness, and the wonders of the world.
Find love in all its colors.
but most of all, find yourself
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 6, 2011 at 11:56am —
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The blank pages of my diary,
That I haven't touched since you left me,
The closed blinds in my home,
See no light or day,
Dust gathers on my stereo,
Cause I can't bare to hear the radio,
The dark passenger is back, that seething hate.
It attacks, it attacks, my soul.
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 6, 2011 at 11:55am —
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Take the time to realize look inside and you will find something new
inside yourself or in someone else.
The masks we wear always seem to tear the more we inspect, the less we regret.
We are climbing the ladder, we are pulling the string
the end however may have no ending.
we aren't dead yet, rejoice, we still have a voice.
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 6, 2011 at 11:53am —
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Only a fool feels the need to be who they want to be, a fool.
acting selfishly selfless, such a wish, being such a b****.
Only does a fool believe that your body flowed with milk and honey.
but it doesn't mean it wasn't true but was cut off, an addict arose.
Only does a fool believe in everlasting.
an everlasting with you.
Only a fool believes in forever.
Perception of time is nothing, for a fool.
Only a fool believes in…
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 6, 2011 at 11:53am —
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Fueled by will alone, molten lava bursts from the pours.
Teeth bared defiant to the end, sea of emotions fervently coursing.
Pain unbearable, breaking down, the shell is failing.
Void is calling, won't stop not yet, suddenly silence.
No more pain, just raw emotion and power.
No more fear, just overwhelming assurance.
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 13, 2010 at 10:30am —
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All the blood on our hands, stains…
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 9, 2010 at 9:07pm —
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I remember those times when it was just you and I.…
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 9, 2010 at 9:06pm —
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She holds on so tightly, so strong of a grip that will never let go.…
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 9, 2010 at 9:05pm —
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My mind is Quaking…
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Added by Matthew Tyree on December 9, 2010 at 9:00pm —
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