This Isn’t An Existence Made Of Promises

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This isn’t an existence made of promises
All this is shorter than we want to admit
The futility of hate & anger is obvious
Yet you ignore reality with your juvenile fit
Humans are endowed with a soul beyond reason
You cannot treat people this way; as mere sheep
A truth inherent to rising consciousness
We fell, but we’re no longer so very deep
There are those who want us to remain callow
To never again straighten ourselves & finally rise
Powers who wish we’d leave our cash & walk away
No longer silent & we once again find our open eyes

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I’m Not Like Your Other Suitors

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I’m not like your other suitors
A gentleman of old school tastes
Properly courting such a fine lady
Anything less would sure be a waste
I’ll open doors & treat you like a queen
I’m the most courteous pirate yet
The duality of differing traits
But I’m the sexiest Pan you ever met

Floating Amongst The Blue

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Floating amongst the blue
My bones drying in the heat
I’m still thinking about you
Relaxation, such a novel treat
Life cherished in these days
Not the change you wanted to see
Time ignored in many ways
I am sorry, for I am still only me