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Cast aside the flask for I've  watched the last of my sorrows be washed up in a bottle. Throwing away every hard earned dollar for a sip of false freedom. How long must I watch my reruns of the same mistakes that poison the vision of tomorrow. Drip drop I'll break the chains Flip flop Back in the hole again. Like a fish out of water I feel I need it I know that I don't but it's just so damn easy.

We say "they" like they are not us, but they are an "us" that is lost, confused and deluded by inconvenient truths of a world polluted. Driven by a fear that, without control, there is chaos. Let the chaos reign for it is the engine of change, the driving force of evolution, peeling away at the layers and masks of illusion. They are an "us" we choose not to be. Deceiving the mind to believe that happiness lies not in the lives that we breathe, but in the lies and the greed that fills the pockets of politicians, lined with the cries of countless victims on which they feed. Power mongers are they, determined to dominate. Con

Never have I felt so used and useless as I do now. Please throw me away and flush me to the gutter. I can't take any more of this torture. Like a fool I fell victim, giving in to your every whim. Still looking for something better, I'm set aside and toyed with. It's tearing me apart. It's tearing me apart. I'll put on my mask and say it's all right. Wipe away the tears for it's just another restless night. Withered away as I give in without a fight. I keep my mouth shut so as to not make you cry. With each time I do this, I'm feeding the lie. It's tearing me apart. It's tearing me apart. Trying so hard to please. Giving in to ev

This may be a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are products of the Buffalo Infringement festival for the year 2012 used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Enjoy! I am Timn Freignen and this is my story:      Another night approaches in Logo City as I wind down with some Bourbon and Coffee. Listening to Radiored, I reflect upon Nietzsche's' ideas of Will to Power. How is it that majority of the human race has become such a Lazy Ass Destroyer of the Earth. Such Tormented Minds.  Search

Cursed is I who must suffer, Who must endure These throes of loneliness Thrown into the thorns Left alone to fend off These spiny vines of defense Which only hurt when struggled against Alas, this curse is placed upon me By mine own self Chasing impatient endeavors Impartial to others restraints Let not pity be shown Thy tears shall become wasted Thy prayers lost With the parting of lips Not only mine own Nay, a thousand lost voices Grasping their vices Reflecting imperfection upon thine eyes Blind to the hearts true calling For when I were but a child Lesser evils did entreat Binding and holding a cold dark heart Beat

Perceiving what you see to be reality Following dreams to escape the duality. When in believing what you feel, Feeling thoughts fill empty spaces. Spaces so dark, for they've not seen the light. Dark places where we like to hide. Hiding from ourselves, The things that make us cry. The fears that haunt us, That keep us awake at night. Another day, another number Hours washed away in a see of slumber Sleeping days, becoming years Lives come and go Lovers and loved ones lost Misplaced emotions Placing masks upon faces. Facing ourselves, we see We're chasing a ghost. Perseverance through patchwork A sewn up heart Pick up the

Trekking through the desert of the mind Leaving the ego far behind Crossing vast expanses of past experience Slowing down to glance back There is no shadow, only tracks Tracks leading back to a self you once were Lost among the mass distractions, searching Looking for an answer Fighting your battles from a distance As to not take chances of falling victim Joining the ranks of countless fallen Failing to slay their dragons The guardians of happiness are created By the barriers we've established Struggling with sorrow, we find ourselves stuck Living lives lost in the reruns of yesterday When tomorrow brings more misfortune

Cause you're there When I am mad, sad, suffocating Trying to run away from my frustration, away from myself -you're there, holding my hand There, to help me face it, deal with it, be strong and overcome my hurts and disappointments You're there Cause you're there When I am happy, flying high in skies unexplored -you're there, knowing exactly why I am smiling and you smile with me I've never seen a hint of jealousy or selfishness in your eyes Always true, always sincere- isn't that rare? Cause you're there, even when you're actually not with me -you're there Your spirit lies deep within my soul, keeping  my heart warm and full.