RaulDuke13

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Hope? by RaulDuke13, literature

Ant Farm by RaulDuke13, literature

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Ant Farm

The fact that my smile has slowly faded away Yet no one has asked me why Is a true statement to the ant farm I walk around everyday Where I leave no discernable trace of life In a place where I can't see the sun And when truth is blatantly crushed I can't seem to grasp that trend Where perceptions of the many Are based on the lies of the few And I'd wonder how happy you would feel If I told you that those few are no different to you Oh well I guess I'm the one who flew away And saw the sun

Psychedelic Yodel by RaulDuke13, literature

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Psychedelic Yodel

Flown so far in such a little time What are you on the lookout for? A change in times A time for changes Did I tell you how times don't change? Until you try a little harder To see better days My head feels like… It's been spun around the broom One too many times And just as my eyes starts to dissolve I see the thing I've been looking for A smile from a passer by That doesn't say, "Look at me"

My Very Loose Reality by RaulDuke13, literature

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My Very Loose Reality

Sometimes I think the world is going to cave in Through my chest And out through the top of my head To reveal that I Am not real at all And that this fantasy of existence Just forgot to stop Because you see Sometimes I get overwhelmed By déjà vu And I begin to think that I'm living the same life over A million times before I die Maybe it's a curse Or maybe it's a second chance To live

Light by RaulDuke13, literature

A Thought From My Box by RaulDuke13, literature

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A Thought From My Box

Do we ever feel alive? When we make no effort to see Things that are so effortless to restrict From our stream Of thoughts and recitals That everyday hinder us From the things that we need But never had Because like a poison It seems to take life Just a little And confine us To shells Which can only move In steps And not fly To a place where grass is softer And there is no need for shoes Walls Or approval

Time and Pressure by RaulDuke13, literature

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Time and Pressure

Its time I ran away To flee this every growing numbness That feeds on my aloneness Between a six sided box On the second floor of no where That means nothing to passers by They can't hear my contempt No one can No one wants to And no one ever will Now my essence is the final one to leave He said he would prefer to be a ghoul Than to exist inside a being who has lost his faith In everything black, white and grey As he waves good-bye I am still and cold To even the most beautiful of things For nothing can break my gaze Not even the setting sun in a gold and lavender sky And the only wish I have is to be able to look up

Smile by RaulDuke13, literature

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Smile

Should I wear my hat a funny way? And pretend I like what you say Be happy all the time With this great big stupid smile on my face So that everyone thinks I'm oh so happy and jolly Just for everyone's sake I think I will And inside while my heart turns to dust And my morals overflow out of my soul Into the street for everyone to stare at And judge so quickly and absurdly That I actually will smile It wont be fake or false It'll just be there for everything to see That I'm fine inside as well as out And that gets you thinking "I guess that's what life is supposed to be about"

A ThankYou to My Acquaintances by RaulDuke13, literature

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A ThankYou to My Acquaintances

Maybe friends are acquaintances That you prefer talking to Rather than all your other acquaintances That you've met over the time called life Maybe it's just me trying to overcome demons in me Or these inescapable fiends That use a 29-inch projection of fear So I can keep second guessing my choices Of the people I like talking to That I like sharing my imagination with That I hope understands my thoughts that I blurt out Sometimes on purpose and sometimes because of remedy abuse Or maybe poison abuse But whatever it is I'm stuck with it because I haven't got anything or anyone else And really I'm thankful That they put up with

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A ThankYou to My Acquaintances by RaulDuke13, literature

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A ThankYou to My Acquaintances

Smile by RaulDuke13, literature

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Smile

Time and Pressure by RaulDuke13, literature

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Time and Pressure

A Thought From My Box by RaulDuke13, literature

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A Thought From My Box

Light by RaulDuke13, literature

My Very Loose Reality by RaulDuke13, literature

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My Very Loose Reality

Psychedelic Yodel by RaulDuke13, literature

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Psychedelic Yodel

Ant Farm by RaulDuke13, literature

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Ant Farm

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Current Residence: My house
Favourite genre of music: Almost anything
Favourite cartoon character: WyliE Coyote
Personal Quote: Don't try to survive life, live it... or www.konformist.com/2001/hicks.… these are goo

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Bob Ross

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Hunter S. Thompson and Malcom Pryce, but there's loads that come close

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RaulDuke13

Feb 2, 2009

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everything in this world is up in the air but no one cares and all anyone wants is to be cool... ... how... uncool. oh well nothing says uncool like one of these fuckin' journal entries that i use to talk to no one in particular about things that only i seem to think about, but i know there's lots of people thinking about the same things i do, doing nothing about it, just like me. oh well... swings and roundabouts... strikes and gutters... ups and downs and all that shit. :blahblah: --------------------------------------------------------------------- A thought from Bills' box Your denial is beneath you, and thanks to the use of halluc

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RaulDuke13

Oct 23, 2008

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Sitting here waiting for something to happen seems like a game I cannot win. It seems as though my eyes wish to give up the struggle of trying to see the good, the good, which inevitably is missing from all things. The times we see here do not correspond to our hopes and dreams, which bring forth the questions, where are they? Are they real? Have they ever existed? Can I still dream? May I still hope? The very essence of our lives.What seems to be the problem then? Is it the lack of morals each person has? The existence of money and war? Or the time we spend waiting? No one really knows for sure, and maybe no one will. Well Ive sat here

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RaulDuke13

Oct 8, 2008

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howdy, i just thought i'd right something no one will read. :heart: & :peace: Pete --------------------------------------------------- A thought from Bills' box If you don't believe drugs have done good things for us, then go home and take all your records, all your tapes, and all your CDs and burn them because every one of those artists who have made great music that's enhanced your lives throughout the years?..................... RrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrEAL fucking high on drugs ,OK. The Beatles were so high they let Ringo sing a couple of tunes.