The Old Soul of a Truth Seeker

I could calm the enraged beast within humankind...

as if someone was always there to push the red button...

the burden is only self-pity some seem to under-mind...

Wretched curse on the wicked nature of the heartless...

Time will tell many secrets hidden within the truth I find...

that we are to picky and unsure of the outcome...

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I could bring out heartfelt pain that was self-inflicted...

it isn't really what love is made of my dear friend...

The whether isn't always as they really predicted...

the rain is unexpected unless you smelt it in the air...

Non-fiction isn't always as it was really depicted...

Unless it came from the source of the information...

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the sun shines brighter throughout the great divine...

maybe some of us are really mistaken outcast entities...

The past-life isn't as we ever really try to sometimes define...

Something from out of this world unheard of by most of us...

The immortal beloved angels always try to snuff the outshine... 

I could race my way to the end of the circuit... to find that life isn't always about getting first place....

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In times of trouble the shadow dancers begin to be courageously revealed...

sitting meditative under an ancient oak tree of wise testimonial tales...

I could apologize when everything becomes timelessly concealed...

love is my religion as I clear the mind with hopeful conflict resolution...

I'm only one man united with a force of mother-nature openly spacial unsealed...

May all the power of love be with you now and forever...

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The centre of the universe has become a temporary taint...

Try to take it as it really is or watch the world walk away as you continue as you are...

Elegant supreme-beings are spread out on an empty canvas in a picture I paint...

Patience shows the gentlemen that love don't cost a thing when we become everything to someone...

Royally obscure dark prince of an old soul that has always been really quaint...

Ancient bliss of evolution unfolding the crumpled up paper... coming to the forefront of the mind central eye...

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Where ever I go... what ever comes my way... who ever comes into my life I will see everything clear...

From this day forth... so on and so forth... I don't need to know what's going on...

I care but not really that big of a deal... why are we saying we live without a purpose for fear?

No shame in going for everything we're made of... life goes through different stages of time as we know it...

The world as I know it is cruel and unjust... I won't cry no more after this last tear...

We'll see how the time goes by and by... to and fro... back and forth onward we go...