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AE Nov 2018
A quiet solitary stroll in the winter air
And a girl by my right; kiss her, do I dare?
But the time goes by and we slowly drift apart
Yet my soul remains sturdy and so does my heart

So the time sets me forward in a green grassy place
And in only a year's stretch, I meet a new lovely face
And the flowers retract in their roots, but I grow gladly
Love keeps me steady, this feeling I carry on madly

Another moment in my life that painted a golden dream
Was when I held a guitar out to fans who would clap and scream
And now I long to play a heartfelt song once or twice more
But why stop there? After all, I want to sing and soar

I learn in a moment what some may take years
But some days, I feel consumed by irrational fears
Yet, my favorite memories come to my waiting aid
Hopefully, with a love in my life, my fears will now fade.
AE Nov 2018
The wind carries on a spell-dazed sigh
As the reflections of the faces of people go by
And I carry my form to the twisted building gate
Of mechanical eyes and ears in the school I hate

So the door leans ajar in a cavernous blue hall
And the linoleum floor sparkles and I feel quite small
Letting a giant in the authoritarian music band thrive
As his gunshot cigars remind an evil left alive

A careless whisper hangs on a thread of wonder
But the love in some eyes could all crash down like thunder
For the bullet does not care about a future or past
As an iron-tipped bird flies to deliver me at last

I float past buildings that were not made for me
They watch me go by; do tell how they could see
That I left the school with a wing’ed sly grin
But now I fear that I have deserted my own skin

So splendid days are here indeed
As here in Heaven an AR you’ll never need.
A poem dedicated to every school shooting in history.
AE Nov 2018
Our distance kills my soul every day
As I am powerless to protect you from the world
The world with its lusting eyes and cold iron grasp
How can I be sure you won't be taken tomorrow?
AE Nov 2018
I see em' with their high-class smile
I see em' with their evil tongues stretching a mile
I see em' with their soccer ***** and games
I hear em' with their Jackson, Sean, and Sam names

You walk with the feet of a conservative edged freak
Tell me: What is it in this smog-choked world that you seek?
Maybe it's your talk and the provocative way you walk
That show off your pampered pale skin like chalk

You were born with a taper haircut and sly
Plan to make any girl yours; oh me oh my
And is it too cool to believe in a man in the sky?
The choice is yours, but you couldn't go up if you tried

Your eyes are sharp like the knife that stabs the beast
You have for dinner each night that keeps you so greased
But you never once had a clue about the world around you
And you'll fall into place where you'll never know what is true.
I see em' everywhere; it's the haircut that really ticks me off
AE Nov 2018
When the moon shines on the factory walls
We still see your pain in your quarter stalls
You stumble your way through the grey graveled ground
As your grunts and groans to your masters make no sound

And while the bricks of a future world lay on your back
How long until they collapse on a red linoleum track
You can't see beyond the endless drag of the whips
As the money-coated Pigs command from fat lips

The suffering is infinite inside your cold hardened lung
And everybody knows horses have no message to be sung
And it isn't your fault that you don't know what's true
Because the Dogs have stolen away everything that belonged to you
But one of these days
You must rise and take back the steel-tipped maze
But how could the dumb light in your eyes
Begin to take the Pigs by surprise?

So when do you gallop away from the chain?
So when do you race away in the oil rain?
So when do you open up your heart?
So when do you wake up and revolt and start?
So when do you neigh out your hidden mind?
So when do you free the rest of your kind?
So when do you realize you've worked inside the sun?
So when do you realize this was never any fun?
Got inspiration from the Pink Floyd album, "Animals". Pigs=Ruling class, Dogs=The enforcers of the law. Thought horses might represent the actual working class that do the Pigs' ***** work. There's enough of them out there to rebel against the Pigs and win, but they aren't educated enough to know how to succeed.
AE Nov 2018
It is magic; pure pleasant purple-dotted
Oddities in the reflecting pool of our imaginations
Yet is it so absurd to believe in a second in time
Where words mean something and love and rhyme?

I ponder in a candy land upon a sleepy pink hill
And floating one-eyed people tumble around and spill
Out the words that make them real and who they are
But you and I should rise beyond and float amongst the stars.
For the pages of hearts and wet mouths cry
And the cotton-clothed blanket lets us warm and dry
So can’t we simply stay in our warmth so long at peace?
I never want the enchanted feeling of your being to ever cease.
AE Oct 2018
Well, we walked along the street
Without a sound but just our feet
But our smiles were big and loud
And you’ve got me feeling so newly proud.

Well, we talked in a warm embrace
About love and death and the human race
And how our paths were fated to be
As we clung together underneath a tree

Well, the night hid us inside the cool shade
As my doubts and fears finally started to fade
And your eyes were twinkling with a young romance
So I took your hand and we started to dance

And you said you had cranberries in your mouth
When I wanted to kiss you
But that made the feeling “sweeter”
As my heart did spin and teeter
For the sugar of our hearts made an all-new taste
And the fears of our futures have since been erased
Since our flavors came together to merge into one
As we smile and hold hands while shining like the sun.
True story :)
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