Jamyson Hoelscher

Shooting aimlessly through the frozen flakes.
Bullets leaving nothing but death in their wake.
Running through the feilds of ice.
To escape the fate of deaths swift slice.
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Singing a song of immortal light.
These angels aroung me grant me flight.
Soaring so high, so bravely amonst the clouds.
I never had foreseen the unexpecting dark shrouds.
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Life can end with a single touch,
disturbed by a little thing as such.
A death, a sickness, a sudden lack of wealth,
lack of love, of family, a random dropp of health.
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Lying and deceiving can get you nowhere, and everywhere at the same time.
But is it a good thing? Or is it a crime?
Should people be punished? Or rewarded for these sins?
Saw through the eye of the beholder? Or through the one with the cursed violin?
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Rain falls down and caressess God's work.
Springing life into all of his creations giving them a perk.
I hope but doubt that it would last forever.
To continue on its miraculous endeavor.
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The colorful contours of this new life.
Decease all thought, and keep me rife.
With a new light, a new darkness none of which do me harm.
Though when I see them cause destruction
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Sweet smells of love fill the air
as though the world herself has dropped all problems.
Tints of red, pink, white, and their hues cover every inch of space.
Everyone's hearts are uplifted by the sheer name of this day.
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Reaching to pull it into your heart.
Pushing it away from your soul.
Acceptance and defiance.
Are both becoming a lost art.
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You left her in silence.
Crying for her mother.
The one that many doubt exists.
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Looking into the reflection of another's eyes.
Tears become softer when wiped away by a gentle hand.
But more still fall.
More still form.
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Every Anger That I Face.
Has Gathered At This Darkened Place.
Soon To Exlpode Showing No Fear
Of The Consequences Soon To Appear.
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I question life. I question fate.
I question many things, however great.
I see my soul gasping for breath, but yet I never fear my death.
For while it screams out in pain, I only hide it with little shame.
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Always Changing
Always Staying
Always Moving
Always Stopping
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I see a light
Removing Fright
Will this be the end of my pain tonight?
My sorrow leaves
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I cry blood,
I bleed tears
This are the curse of damning my fears.
To run and hide,
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I look around and realize that I'm the only one left.
Still alive from a disaster which ends me in bereft.
One which is my own fault, this truth I can scarcely bare.
Being the remainder of when everything was was split into share.
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Perhaps a fragment of sorrow, or a small drip of fear.
But I see nothing real in your few, fake tears.
This anger, this rage, this hate I now feel.
These emotions, these feelings, these are truly real.
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