Theorem The Truth Serum Poems

Destiny hopefully knocks on our door at the right time
because I know I missed the train and forgotten my ticket
when it has tried to give me a chance
I have become ecstatic and full of light
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Life is a line
And I am drawing a fine one
And I am writing a new one
To tackle each step with intensity
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STARS
They wake up in the night
When the sun is no longer bright
They bring light
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He walks with more than one
shadow lingering behind him.
He looks around anxiously
with eyes that are set on
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A grand building was built
so that people could come to worship.
The cup of blood was forged out of gold
so that people would not mind drinking
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My mind is a tree of growing dreams
It seems like it produces more each day
But with every day that passes
There is also a forgotten one
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Lingering upon the mucus membrane
it seeps into the blood like
medicine being injected by a needle
You smile and laugh
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Each day is as disastrous as the next.
I spend my time looking up at ceilings,
looking up at the moving clouds.
I fiddle around my brain trying
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She just wants to use me
You don't mind if you lose me
So charge me up and abuse me
She just likes to confuse me
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You better back you actions with morals
But instead you are a chief
who cooks up inedible morsels
Laser points aimed at your torso
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