Artistry The Sound Poems

I can only see myself in a reflection
I'm starring at the windows to my soul
How is it when I close my 2 eyes there is still more I see?
This must be the 3rd...
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His story’s in the making
let’s make up and make love
Less make up,
no fake love…
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My heart has been numbed by depression
My mind is exhausted from running
My persona is starting to crack
The lies are like weights on my back
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Time...
On the face of an abstract rhyme
Flows in and out of rhythm
This poem is aesthetically displeasing
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I sit alone, in a dark room...
Searching for a way to occupy time
My mind drifts
dreaming in the day
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MENTAL
MEN are MENTAL beings
... and we are much more
So many things MEN do with MENT.
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Which came first a dream or reality?
I live inside of both that's dual-totality.
2 eyes to see the world
1 eye to see a dream
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In my heart I feel an emptiness,
an unfilled a black hole.
In my heart lies my soul,
shinning brighter than sol.
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Words…
They are the magic ink,
the mental an uncleared canvass,
And I the painter with a wand spell these
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