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December 7, 2009
By JakubM GOLD, Bolingbrook, Illinois
JakubM GOLD, Bolingbrook, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
reality is a perception of what we see in the minds eye,
therefore everyhting is reality,
and therefore every thing is possibility,
possibility that can be fulfilled.


The ocean we swam by made me think,
Of how we linger on the periphery of the balance of the world,
We live in fears lane quivering on the lips of a Snow White grace,
Tripping on stars that cry little tears of smoke,
The ocean tastes like those tears I noticed,
And whilst i am still young in hope will I linger,

I was drunk on the universe,
And i saw Haley’s comet chasing after you,
And i was drunk on the grass, the air, the very sky, and perhaps even something else i can’t explain,
There is no life after the ocean blue,

The Earth i sat upon opened the sky towards Our everlasting Oblivion,
Oh, if i burn in Hell i think i will be somewhat glad for there is a time for us all to Burn on our Pyres,
People are phoenixes to be rebirthed, reborn, and recycled,
I was stuck on this earth and i could not bound forth free from its oppressive grasp my soul, would not partake to a grant of freedom,
And i grow older and so will the hope slipping away,
At least i have one hand holding on now,

I was drunk on the universe,
And i saw Haley’s comet chasing after you,
And i was drunk on the grass, the air, the very sky, and perhaps even something else i can’t explain,
There is no life after the ocean blue,

I can hear it!
But oh tell me can you,
The explosion and the faces chasing facades away on silver bullets of a youth long gone,
No sound can be heard and the oceans roars are deafened through strife,
Deafened through the very act of life,
It’s a long way down to the Earth and the demon can never attain transcendence for the sun will burn him before he can kneel to pray,
And the screams, the whispers made me think of how pure something can entreat to something so vile,
And i am losing it again,
The static and the sepia are setting in again tingling away,
Im slipping but at least i have one finger to hold on by,
I am starting to fade,
I can feel myself growing old,

I was drunk on the universe,
And i saw Haley’s comet chasing after you,
And i was drunk on the grass, the air, the very sky, and perhaps even something else i can’t explain,
There is no life after the ocean blue,

And the end has led us back to where we started,
Neither more sequins nor diamonds hath entrapped neither men’s nor women’s mind in this tranquil eternity,
Oh for the demon who had indeed tried but was burned by the very thing he loved,
There are those who hath ended the world only to create it to a whim thrown to the wind,
And looking up drifting in the blue the rain falls down, diamonds,
Black diamonds and they cannot destroy what does not exist,
And i am not deserving,
If i have potential to change i do not wish to know,
If it comes back to end time i hope will take it slow,
For i grew dead and i wished to hurt you in the end,
But now whilst i slip in this drunken reverie break yourself against me,
And into the ocean there we will drown,

I was drunk on the universe,
And i saw Haley’s comet chasing after you,
And i was drunk on the grass, the air, the very sky, and perhaps even something else i can’t explain,
Oh! i was drunk on your hair, your skin, and your grace,
I wished to see it all if the ocean hadn’t rained black diamonds on your face,
There is no life after the ocean blue.



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