Derick Stinson

With a flutter of its wings the butterfly has drawn me in,
The drizzle of the nectar sweetens the pull of when,
The beautiful creature has to speed its search,
Of other colors and sunlight that doesn't hurt,
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The strains of the world on my shoulder the beast at my back
I am trying to fight it, the swirl of inconsistencies and Hot to cold,
It just seems that I am fighting a Megaton locomotive on a one way track,
Blossoming of truths and dirty shallows of resentment a sight to behold,
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To sit and wonder how it all came to exist, how does this body form,
Open your hands, really feel the substance and flow of blood,
The slight tingle of reality starts at your fingertips, pulsing up the arm,
In line with your heartbeat, warmth emanates with a flood,
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Raising the sword of vengeance the bringer of death waves truth in your face,
Beads of sweat, torments of yesterday with possibilities of a crime without a trace,
Who is that dark one that continues to stalk me within hallucinations of a dream,
Realities blur with velocities of bullets, hot with action, and the perpetrator a fiend,
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Through troubled times when most give in to the weakness,
The night is calling and the storm shows a distant bleakness,
You reach inside and call your inner hidden strength,
Negatives and darkness enters your thoughts and makes you think,
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Red birds dancing from branch to branch, their melodies filling the air,
Simple consciousness brings peace, love at it's basic level of vibration,
All the while higher levels of beings surround and are filled with despair,
This is all unknown to lower levels of life whom are filled with elation,
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Fields of blue shining in a natural hew for all to see far and wide,
Where the path shall not end but only pass through with shallow time spent,
Cant forget the simple things for a stereotypical life full of lies,
Fear naught with confused thoughts of what it is and what is needed for repent,
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On a flawless day you have the realization of the radiant beauty that surrounds,
Endless flooding of memory flowing into the mind with sacred branches of geometry,
Following a mathematical rhythm while adhering to a love masked with a shroud,
An illusion of suffering melding doubt into a falsely worshipped autonomy,
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A tidal wave of love rolls in to the shore as the sun sets in a red hue,
Sense of peace and longing at the unexpected emergence of an angel of radiance,
Turn to face the misting frothy water that approaches and becomes the completeness of you,
Close your eyes and raise your arms to accept the energy that flows, laying down the fence,
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Once there was a wolf who had decided there were no other wolves in all of the world for him,
A world that couldn't understand what he desired, all that he had wanted,
Imaging what was a perfect world and that he was the only one and what he imagined was just a film,
Who through the facade of love was always confused, disheartened, and haunted,
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As the sun radiates my body with warmth and heat,
Thinking of what is within reach, what I have let pass,
The heat gives strength; the light gives what you seek,
To grasp what should be yours and your given right to amass,
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As the sun radiates my body with warmth and heat,
Thinking of what is within reach, what I have let pass,
The heat gives strength; the light gives what you seek,
To grasp what should be yours and your given right to amass,
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Ascending time with perceptions of the sense's interpretation of a collective of the mind,
Spring forth a shackled viewpoint of reality coalescing into a solid state of frequency,
Locked in a field, the disturbed energy meshes with forces that solidify the bind,
Allowing a further compounding set of structures to form naturally with what eyes see,
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To him these are strange and darker times of anew,
akin to the rare viewpoints there can be found a few,
whom understand the complexities of humans and emotions,
but for some these are hard to handle, it's a vast ocean,
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