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  7225.     

Kiss Off That Beast

Kiss off that beast!
The one that rides your back,
To ache and crack from burdens packed.

Decide to be released!
Like the cool breeze lilting lightly,
Through swaying branches...
Full with clinging leaves,
On steadfast trees.
Fixed and rooted.

Feel free you can live,
Without a hectic need to collect enemies.
Increase your peace.
And kiss off that beast!

Demand your leisure.
Expect to dine!
At a feast you enjoy...
As if at a buffet from time to time.

Remedies for your happiness,
Is just a thought away...
Of what can be treasured.
If it's wished to come your way.

Dismiss those arguments!
The ones that start for no reason.
And making less sense as they persist.
Refused to be blocked by your own exits.
Create that wish list.
Promise yourself...
More visits with it!

Kiss off that beast!
Decide to be released.
Like that cool breeze through the trees.
And supply remedies to maintain your happiness.
It is just a thought away...
From what for you can be treasured,
Without measure.

Kiss off that beast!
And supply remedies to maintain your happiness.
Isn't that what you should do...
And ought to treasure to become subdued?

Kiss off that beast!
Get on your feet.
And move!
 
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  7226.     

Kissed Lips

Tonight I realize...
The stars are close.
And twinkle in your eyes.
Tonight.

In my heart,
You are...
And with each beat I feel,
Your reach is real.

And tonight there's nothing to say.
As we hold the moments that stay...
Knowing kissed lips like our cements a love.

And tonight there's nothing to say.
As we hold the moments that stay...
Knowing kissed lips like our cements a love.
 
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  7227.     

Knee Deep In Charades

How many eyes will remain closed,
Or opened but refuse to see...
A creating of dilemmas with such frequency,
That an acceptance of a negligence...
Is beyond their scope of possibilities.

Difficult it becomes for the ones,
Entrenched in the playing of games to win.
Yet...Left trapped!
Knee deep in charades and making impressions.

AND...with uprighteous dignity and pride intact,
The listening to refuse...
Appalling and unvalidated accusations made,
Against their wholesome and earned integrities...
Just HAS to be a mistake of identities!

Or...someone else's thoughtlessness.
And 'their' irresponsibility!
That leaves 'them' unable,
To accept the facing of admitting their own regrets.
 
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  7228.     

Knee Deep In Polluted Crude

Disheveled and all in upheaval,
Amongst a slop nobody mops...
But,
A doing of it no one stops.
Since,
A pointing of fingers is done a lot.

Knee deep in polluted crude.
And the people wont admit,
They've suffered enough.
But,
A doing of it no one stops.
Since,
A pointing of fingers is done a lot.

With woes are the holy rollers.
And from the pulpits the sermons are preached.
Nobody in the pews are listening,
To the lessons that are in their reach.
But,
A doing of it no one stops.
Since,
A pointing of fingers is done a lot.
And...
Nobody in the pews are listening,
To the lessons that are in their reach.

Knee deep in polluted crude.
And the people wont admit,
They've suffered enough.
Knee deep in polluted crude.
But the people,
Continue to weep.

Knee deep in polluted crude.
Knee deep in polluted crude.

Disheveled and all in upheaval,
Amongst a slop nobody mops...
But,
A doing of it no one stops.
Since,
A pointing of fingers is done a lot.
To leave people in polluted crude.
Knee deep in polluted crude.
 
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