Brandon James Poems

The moon is a lunatic
a reflecting critic
behind the scenes
crafting dreams
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Through false religions one can only hope for a soul
spirit all but used
all opposites of the same
nothingness in everything
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Depression falls into the easiest catch
The home team never wins
The usual bet
Take me out
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Follow the storm again
Wishfully lust
Demanding desire
Chaos creating what could have been
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We stream our realities from higher perspectives
through the third eye
waking up to fate
dying on the vine
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