tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62186602011-07-08T07:29:04.863-04:00The Inside of a Lunatic in the Making.Ramonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13778218175737006549noreply@blogger.comBlogger291100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6218660.post-41072897518060619962010-06-07T05:32:00.002-04:002010-06-07T05:36:55.961-04:00

In the words of John McCrea, "Friend is a four letter word, end is the only part of the word that I heard." There is no end to the pain that comes from hearing the words, but it is worst when your actions and words were a big part of the problem. How can you truly express yourself to a person, who on countless times has mentioned the word, as if it were to make it better? I wonder how people

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I need to catch up with all the stuff that has happened to me as of late. First off I have to say that I am probably the dumbest individual right next to Gus and Daniel. But more on that later, lets talk about my love life first. None existent... I had 4 girls in my life who I could honestly say I am/was crazy over. Lets work our way chronologically up the ladder.First the one that is probably

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As the night engulfs the man made noiseThe stars imitate the prismatic effects of diamondsas the queen of the night gives them their source of powerThe only sound being heard is the clashing of the wavesas the land and ocean embrace each other.The mood is set, the atmosphere intoxicatingOur silent peaceful eyes meetHiding the thoughts and imagination of our heartsPulling us closer, slowly

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Always wondering about the outcome of my actionsNever really moving anywhere in my pathsWishing for greater things for everyoneNot thinking about my ownBut always knowing what I wantWatching people move byIncreasing their potential in lifeOpening doors that they once thought where closeAnd still not moving to far awayStill working on colorful morningsI do not want to moveStaying still wishing I

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Having lost your lovehalf a century agoMy mind froze itselfwith anger and hopewhile time became unforgivingMany days of sorrowwishing for a sign of lifewanting to move onbut never taking a pathwith a rightful thoughtMeetings come and happenFeelings rise againHappiness blinding my judgmentWanting to fix mistakesBut maybe you have changedForgetting to consider your feelingsAnalyzing everything one

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I knew what the outcome would beSo did everyone elseBut I did not want to give upMy hopes were the only thing holding meKeeping my mind in the pastNow after all the tears were shedAfter hearing your final declarationAnd my words of desperationLeft my heart for their final timeI am finally healing my woundsI will forever have a place for you in my heartThat will never changeBut I have to accept

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Waking up every morningWith thoughts of our pastVisions of your tearsRivers of sweat running down my spineWishing they were just nocturnal horrorsYears have passed since that timeEverything has changedYet nothing at allLiving in the pastI still wonder whyThings happen for a reasonI do understand that muchBut still I wish they were differentI know I don't have muchBut it's still worth the

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Mirando fotos por una computadoraNo poder ver tu sonrisa a mi ladoNi oír tu vozsolo viendo letras escritas en la pantallaSueños de un futuro contigoSentados uno con el otroHablando de cualquier cosaSolo para volver a la realidadUn mar separándonosMi sangre haciendo una paredSolo mas cosas que debo superarPara ver que haré para ganarPero miedo tengoQue esto sea falsoQue solamente sea yoY tu no

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Questions circle my mindAsking every cell in my bodyWaiting for the right answerSo that a move can be madeTo take the chance to make a changeQuestioning my own sanityThe actions I have takenIf regrets are blooming from themWill a chance be taken?The will to recognize my dismayThis is just a handfulThere are millions more that surfaceThe recent ones dealing with herA girl who matches the godsLooks

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I need to open my mindNotice that life isnt mineThings just wont be the sameIt will just hunt my dreamsThe shameful fact that we arent friendsI am afraid of this changeAfraid of not being close at allTo have to see you from afarAnd be a shadow that admires your lifeThis is what my crush has becomeIt was the means to an endit brought to my knowledge this theoryThat I am a loser in this worldI am

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Walking in my mindSeeing how life seems perfectEverything fitting in its placeHaving love my by sideContinuing to strive for moreThen the from the skiesCame a light that brought fearA new day has begunTime has shiftedAnd life has endedThe heart started to changeLove became a mythDreams were shatteredBy words turned sourAnd sleep was no moreBy words of shadowsShe doesn't want me anymoreJust

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My mind is laughing at me While my heart whimpers in its corner Two entities with different emotions While fear is running through my soul This is my mood This is the current time Lost in the laughter of a madman The rage of a hyena circulating my skull All because it knew that it was right That my mouth should have been shut And my heart caged while drugged Not even seeing them can cure the

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Should I be glad? Should I be sad? Or Should I lie to myself And make believe to be fine What should I do? I am not happy for myself I am sad to be exact But the smile on my face Wants to hide was on my mind Am I a fake? I should be happy for others I should be glad of their fortune? I would be untrue to myself if I wasn’t I would be no better then a demon Yes I will be happy I am still in

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Creation of normalized societies Making standards to our world Organized rituals of education Systems in our natural corporations We are now all one in America The there are the anti-standards Those that stand from the rest Money doesn't drive them Influence they command Turning those against the system She is such a thing Marking our minds with a glance Her smile causing corporations to

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Men travel from place to place Trying to better each other Should there be insanity over family Jealousy of one own flesh and blood Frenzy of those run by a sin The popularity of a brother Love which is never shown towards another Talents of the opposition Music sounding from a distance People roaring from the bleachers Calculations,

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Why does it become harder? Am I getting punished for my past actions? Or is it just a joke from an invisible being? It is both sadly. A sick representation of a madman’s punishment. The power of things happen 10 folds Its an insanity A forbidden relationship The fear of even rejection Its all a prank Poor being of madness

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There are a few things about life that I know Most of which have been preached Do I Listen to these advices? Or do I run my own life? That is of course up to me to decide Do you live life to the fullest? Do you go after your dreams? Can you change the path that was laid? Do you chase the relation or let it come to you? Why must we give advice we ourselves don’t use

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Biology, chemistry, psychology Which one is it that will help me? Is it a part of their genes? Is it the chemical reactions? Running throughout their body Or is it the results of the upbringing? What makes women be so difficult to please? You can not tell them they are beautiful Or ask them what’s wrong You have to torture them to tell you And when you find out and try to fix the

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Dime algo corazón Explícame que es lo que siento por ti Será amor o solamente un poco de pasión Lo que me vuelve loco No se si soy el único que se ha dado cuenta de lo que eres Una mujer joven en tu fase de florecimiento Una heroína angelical La mejor creación del señor, Jesucristo. Ay cariño Tú eres una obra maestra Tus ojos azules son profundamente tranquilos Tus labios dulces y naturales como

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Life, immortal soul Giver of happiness, sadness, madness Hated soul in human hearts Beats on our children's chests Pain on adult's backs Why not be like hope Giving us a chance to raise our souls To live an immortal growth Life our eternal mother The grace in our hearts Let us grow into our mature selves To be with out rightful father And ruling god Take us into the lighted tunnel And show us

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El corazón es muy traicioneroTe hace ver lo que no estaSentir lo que no tocasOír lo que no se escuchaEs un órgano malignoParte de nuestro serUn narcótico sin piedadTe da un placer cuando estas enamoradoMariposas en el estomagoCosquillas en la vértebraPero cuando terminaEl mundo se desrumba en tu manosLlegas a darte cuentaQue la rosa que agarrabas no era de verdadAy que mundo más cruelLa madre

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Walking thru the glass Calmly down the path Learning skills that should help Keep me alive I see my effort is not needed Thank you for your time Thank you for wasting your life We don't need anything you learned As it means nothing to us Go find something else to do Fathers working to support us People die to give us a chance But are those deaths payed? They are a waste We can no longer find

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I once more noticed there is no life Happiness is nothing but a lie Why are we here? To eat shit To work to make others inferior This is their so called Happiness I finally opened my eyes And saw this crazy world I saw who they are The shadows that are our desires The light that is our death We worry about everything Never wanting to die Never wanting to give it up But why? There is no hope

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Dreaming, a state of imagination Lost in my own world But never leaving this heavenly hell As I walk, by my side is a child A young girl telling me to run faster A beautiful child asking for a change I comply with this kid I do as she asks But what’s the cost to doing this What will I pay? Happiness, sadness, anger, life itself? As I run, I grow older More mature, more of a man There is front of

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Caminando por las calles Mirando todo pasarme por el lado I opened my eyes Veo la verdad Then to my surprice Me doy cuenta... That I been walking in circulos Too bad que no me di quenta before Too much time wasted Perdido in the moment Lost en el amor Hoping el trabajaria Too bad... It just wasnt ment to be I deseo to be with her Yo quiero ser hers Young, hermosa, caring, Chula I want her for

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Lies, reality of a frustrated girl Cold she turned by the hands of the one she hurt Lost she thought she could fool him forever Away in a land of her own Where her thoughts were always right not wrong Her actions satisfying her hatred and benefits Abused by her boyfriend Cheated she felt Lying she ratified her actions Until she wrote a story of lust Until she felt the touch of another That is

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Down the street I walk Seeing the world I did not see before Saying hello to the people around me Walking around noticing new things People screaming Blood in the ground And it doesn’t faze me Walking I continue Now a girl playing with her dolls Smiling not noticing the surroundings This is the world of a child Keep on moving Now there is a world Light all around Stop and look Changes all

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Bring me a new world Welcome to my dreams We wake up one by one We leave all at once Why can't we just be ourselves? Night after night Dreams just come together To move on we dream Lets all die together There is nothing but a happy trail A trail of weeds and opium We will live forever!

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Life walks its own pathFollowing the river down streamShould we follow?Or should we turn aroundMaking our way up stream?It will be hardWe know that muchBut fight we mustCause life is a trapFollow it and we dieMake our own pathChange the current our own wayThis is the power of humanityWe control our faithSo lets hold it and move on.

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