feast reposition song

Posted on August 24, 2019 by jaybeasley2
for now the first to the plate gets the meal,
crying and denying,
every next dinner could be the last for a while,
crying and denying,
and getting up and getting out might
stay the best opportunity of this day,
there are unly so many days left so,
there are only so many days left so,
request as much time as you have to,
request as much time as you have to,
eventually we always get to end the story,
potentially things can only get fixed if they are broken,
only the very strongest come back from a brain that is
shattered and even the world isn’t the same again
it is not easy to explain to anyone either so
take a minute before you respond and think, okay,
if anything will be impoved by what you say
only crying and denying
in front of a podium
crying and denying
not only supplying
but conspiring and redesigning
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terminal morning

Posted on August 22, 2019 by jaybeasley2
terrified to even open my eyes today
even though i am not scared of anything
redeemed in the light of your love and
made to see i am here to sacrifice when
intimacy and intensity are tumbling down a hill
need no effects of gravity to put together
and slowly circling like two butterflies dogfighting
letters tumbling into words tumbling into sentences
making sense only if you speak the language
or if you happen to be raised somewhere around here
really must say hey pretty girl
never stopped saying i love you more than anything
in the world you love me too your smile and 4 paws tell me so
now the loving kisses we exchanged and your canine ears when i
got home tell me you do we shall see each other again soon
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memory functions

Posted on August 18, 2019 by jaybeasley2
my eyes have seen the morning blazing,
enduring the brightness of a universe opening,
mine are the hands arriving from around the corner,
opening the door like a volcano fire arriving,
red and yellow light searing through glass,
yet the time has come to brave it out there,
from the depths of the arctic to the lava flavored air,
under the yellow ball of turture above,
nothing effects like this temperature does,
consuming things which can tame that
tension-filled boiling point rising,
if there were waterways around they would disappear,
often the search for wind is pointless,
need to get together in this way and
stay capable to the agony
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unlimiting actions

Posted on August 17, 2019 by jaybeasley2
like drops filling a bucket,
it can be tough to find yourself here,
more and more each passing day,
in this job you have to sound like you care but,
then don’t have much empathy at all,
include just enough attention to not make mistakes,
never be smart enough to be completely honest,
got to act just wise enough to help and yet
act just dumb enough to not give everything away and be a
cog in a very big machine with not feelings,
that eats up people and spits out money,
impossible to remian happy or sane in there,
only breaking free can show you the hell you were in,
now make a plan to
show yourself what you can really do
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constant limiting

Posted on August 16, 2019 by jaybeasley2
commonplace as the arrangements are,
one day I knew things would change,
normal was not a word in my life,
so I accepted that the times were changing,
testing myself by setting goals so high and
applying what I know so I can move on and grow,
nearest to the one I always want to work for,
totally altering everything is better than dead,
let the melting of an incorrect opinion happen,
include being thankful in each days ending,
must every interaction be
indicitive of the past that cut us up,
then throw us out to the wolves,
if i ever leave know i did it all for you,
not a day went by i didn’t want you to have everything,
getting over the past i almost died for
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consuming time once

Posted on August 10, 2019 by jaybeasley2
confiding in the sky I look up,
on the moon is a winking eye and
newly minted stars shine beside older cousins,
singing down the open air and breeze,
under the direction of a symphony of trees and
nestles in the arms of clouds nearby,
gusts so gentle they do not wake sleeping pets,
testing the atmosphere with tiny bits of
interesting crumbled up nature and yet
mutual movements seem like the swaying dance,
evoked by the shifting shuffling tribe of leaf
once the stream that is now a raging river,
nearby the clouds give a rumble,
come join my arms and
every minute will be our personal soundtrack
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nocturnal information

Posted on August 6, 2019 by jaybeasley2

nobody is as  grateful as those who
openly want to live and
coming back to the feeling
that an ending is coming up some time soon
under the disguise of  a
relief from the horrid existence we all suffer under and this can become
notes with a song that was all about upfall
and once you see that you will need to
let happen what will happen on time and
in due course like a
night time rainstorm cooling off the rooms
formulation the eventual next step in
our collective story which nobody will
recommend unless they have been in those shoes before
maybe the ways we are same are greater than your differences
around the same time we lost an hour
these nights remind me to grab the year
include the love from each garden grove
open the calendar and be exposed
now wrap your arms around me and don’t let go

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visual misleading

Posted on August 1, 2019 by jaybeasley2
vital as the tall glass of water
is the need to be touched and get to
stay permitted to actually feel something
unless you do not want to show it or talk about it,
after the clouds part,
light can be too
much or even sometimes not enough but
if i wear a smile inside i may just
stay positive all through the day anyway
letting little things get to you is a sure fire stress
even late night quiet conversations
accomplish not enough if the are not done consistently,
defining people by what they can do for you
is even worse than defining them by what you think they should be,
nearby the rocks which can drive you mad,
getting out and about is good for the soul,
staying near to you is good for the heart
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nobody sneakiness song

Posted on July 28, 2019 by jaybeasley2
near the top of the tree
over the rays of the sun and a few
blooms which recently came out
on the wings of the new burst of spring
dedicated to the energy that lifts up
young sprouts and tiny bits of needed growth
single color for each little arriving
nifty petals and leafs and
eager animals
awakening in the brightening of the season
keen interest of detail which wasn’t noticed before today
intimate meadows and sprawling forests with
nights cool and calm as an
effortless nap on a fuzzy blanket by a fire
sharing the warmth and any drink you ever want
staying true to my heart
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broken information

Posted on July 27, 2019 by jaybeasley2
beneath he layers of last month’s
returning confusion is an
origion of those questions answered like a
king masquarading as just another farmer
entirely new experiences in every common task
nothing can compare to
inspiration that comes with laying on your back in an open field
nobody around for miles
fresh air flowing all around like open water
only here can you see this many stars and
right next to you feeling so close is the
moon and every sound is loudly modified
and no sour mood or bitter poeple get out here
time becomes a slow cloud moving
in my hand is your hand being kept warm
once that happened nothing else matters
now i know what future to aim for
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