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physicsI am stifled by the urge to create something beautiful a work of artphysics
my fear of failure silences the dreams inside I can't recall in the morning
it's as if I am blocked by ambition
did Einstein hesitate on relativity? and relatively allow himself
I want to be the best or nothing at all there is no in-between
cheap liquor and warm stale beer regret and some unfortunate
fleeting will to be infamous and interesting keep me from genius
I am terrified that I will
by ~freakoutsyndrome
simple assimply put simple as that I'm far from simple single celled sickle map my monograph is scattered and I'd hate to be the one to tell you that I don't believe in the - I'm unaffected by what I see so if I believe in you and you are everything then really belief means nothing could that be I wish that I could be if there was just an easy way out if life wasn't mostly sadness and doubt if imagination is what's to be why don't my dreams become and be I vividly paint a landscape not of fairytales but harsh angles and abstract concepts as I self-induce my comatose realitysimple as
by ~freakoutsyndrome
Part Iyou're telling me (let me get this straight) that we, now (and by this I, mean) should have to suffer for the mistakes of the millennia is it such/so has it come to that? I'm thinking that if this is the way life's supposed to be with the poor and the suffering stumble onward, downward as the wealthy spiral glass staircases of acquaintances and well- negotiated marriages, and by "this" I mean "that" - is it tit for a tat lousy malcontents ruining it for everyone, with their disproportionate "dreaming" spit the word from the tongue as lyricists spinPart I
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Part IItake away all the backyard bone -hewn blues take away the slicePart II
in 5/4 time that I met you Bourbon Street nights and a history
of two's take the first time back
to when pieces
were glued I'm idling by daydreaming
of the one who'll cast aside a
line of sweet grass honeydew melon signatures on a salted breeze and the one time I
ever felt perfection embodied in a sunrise and one single soul amongst the others who left nothing but footprints metaphori- cally speaking I say footprints but really I mean holes so my heart leaks ink and
by ~freakoutsyndrome
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