Love the way you encapsulate the essence of unsaid words but fully capturing the totality of the moment. 
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We...
...Not unlike beautiful robots dancing in the ins and outs of the rain,
Pride, and prejudice, these mechanical animals are our solar systems,
Untouchable imagery in a sea of flashing cameras and subjective morals...
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In my dreams it feels like I am in love, so, therefore, it must be true,
I don't fall in love as easily as I did, does that make my emotional reaction meaningful?
Idioms and the like, the words, oh the words my dear, can I tell them to you, to me?
Is the world your ear?
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The broken record speaks of blithe kindred, the loving complex,
An eternity of memories re-instated by broken toy soldiers and such,
Tell it your dreams and tell me your fears, break the cycle for yourself...
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I took you to the beach while your Mother gave birth to your brother,
I broke your pram while your Father held him in his arms for the first time,
I forced myself into you when your older sister waited outside the ward...
...Who am I, and...
...Who are you?
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Why breathe air when you can pixelate murder to the nation's children,
Why create a still-life when you can objectify the act of creating life,
Why express yourself when everyday is accounted for in big red letters?
I'll tell you.
Total Vindication.
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Why, you're not in love with me, it had only just crossed me mind,
All that we had is dead now, gone, forever, it will never come back,
My heart and soul are fractured into nothingness, and you, you...
...You are spliced into another's now.
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Apartheid of the left ventricle and stigma of logic, so defines the thin lines between us all,
A poet on the moon and a scientist with a heart and no head, lies to consider certain truths,
I position mannequins on Venus, does that make my imagery interesting for the blind?
I'm a glorious machine, and I sell the word diluted into words.
See what you make me do? Oh well, clinical depression is to be expected these days,
Incendiary of the endless love of the broken, pick up the pieces to fit a heartspace,
You're a wizard breakdown, a cloister of secrets already spoken to my ninth sense...
I'm a glorious machine, take me to your children's thoughts.
Artisan of my expectance and a taster of the afterlife's prelude to my gateway,
Beautifully swallowed key to my clandestine heartstrings, it's your life to waste,
Speak of the devil and he will appear, ever repeats the mannequin's planets...
I'm a glorious machine, wasting away your interpretation's lust.
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Outstanding talent man, i loved these and am surprised that i missed the posts
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"I bleeded your pride, believed every word tht has fallen flat from your lips,
I melded your heart with my heartspace, you saught love deep inside me,
I never meant you any harm, but you put this in me, take it back...
...For he has yours now, the pivotal, you, and the endless love, I hate you, y'know,
I have my fancy's convictions, and you the space of another's to bring to the brim,
There was a time where I was forced into place, watch me fall apart, watch me fall."
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David's Poetry
