Armando Gomes Poems

I didn’t feel so bad til the sun came up
The light shines on vice and ignorance
a hallucination cast, self-inflicted bad luck
eyes pulsed, mind racing, back tense
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Not much to do or say
But to think about the other way
the days leave me unfulfilled
thinking back to all the time Ive killed
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To analyze and summarize all that crosses your eyes
Is a burden of self with no token or prize
To sink when you think
Trying to make a superficial link
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your eyes feel like a burden, twitching and pulsing
your mind is on vibrate as if it’s convulsing
my body goes form left side to right
trying not to bare one more sleepless night
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We complain of the rain
But it nourishes all the same
And when it gets too hot
We search for a shaded spot
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Why are the stupid always in charge
Inflated egos and distorted views to make them feel large
The system is corrupt
An educated string of disorder and bad luck
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If hell is hot then heaven must be frozen
logic tells me that only the warm hearted get chosen
and I for one was given the cold shoulder
as time passes the temperature goes lower
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If April is the cruelest month then June must come full circle
When I talk to myself im sometimes hurtfult
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Tell me the answer to this elaborate riddle.
Why am i always right when i stay in the middle?
Choosing a side always leaves me on the edge
I pry open my mind and never need a wedge
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What is in a what?
To ponder and squander the knowledge presented
Is something shameful and should be resented
A line in the road is made to divide
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