Phoenix Stardust
The Breaking Free:
A Tragic Story of Struggle for the Emotional Freedom
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Braided-Statement (under and over)
Live your Life and Understand, go through Time to Know the Land. I wish that you would understand; that what you Believe is what you Conceive. And you’re Energy can set you Free. But if you don’t Know how, it can bring you Down. Down, down, down to the ground; no crown.
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Broken Mirror (Contemptuous Immolation)
Starve myself, till I disappear… going home to my constant fear, I try to deny, but she’s no longer here. So I tell more lies, to my broken mirror, I really wish that she could hear, all the voices she left me near. I’m going crazy, can’t take no more, so I push my loved ones out the door. Cuz it’s not about you, and it’s not about me, it’s about the love I know could be. And about the fear I keep in my mirror. - If you can’t love yourself, how the hell is anyone else?
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Defining Myself
My name is the only definition I need, the only one I’ll accept. For labels introduce, and invoke competition and stigmas. - I am not gay, because in saying I am, I accept my single definition to be all the bad things, people use that word to replace. - I am not beautiful, because in saying I am it compares my beauty to any other. When all beauty is uncomparable and objective. - When you let a label define you, you’re admitting you’re just as simple and definite as that label.
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Innocense
I miss the birds, the trees, the sun, the bees. I miss the motivation, the inspiration. The innocence, the preciousness. Remember being a kid? Staying out, till you you’re called for bed? Making fun with what you had. Never really getting mad? - It’s like you lost it. It’s there no longer. The sophistication is getting stronger.
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Reality
When someone let’s it define them is when it becomes a problem or an addiction. When they think of it as themselves, as part of their being. In doing so, they are giving up part of who they are, in order to live with it, to live in that new reality. Most people run to addictions when they can’t stand to face what life is showing them; what change is brought to the table; what the new reality of the rest of their life will or will not be. So they try to take control, whether its positive or not.
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Definiftions
Every persons definition of a word varies. So when someone calls themselves fat, in their mind they’re calling themselves worthless. Not even worth sustenance… - When you hear that’s gay, you hear “damn that sucks”; a closeted guy hears bells ringig, a breach in security. What do I do? What do I say? Should I laugh? Would I seem gay if I did? Or would I if I didn’t? Were they talking about me? #ThinkBeforeYouSpeak
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Roses have Thorns they Say
You stress me out, you just can’t see,
how your words, affect me.
You told me “okay”, but say “it’s a sin”…
You don’t understand, how you close me in…
I close off from every touch;
any love, I feel’s too much.
I feel embarrassed, and just can’t be,
as fucking perfect, as you want me to be.
He died for you, and so you “see”?
You “pay attention to everything.”
Except for me, and how I feel.
You even forget I need a meal.
So I starve to death and I suffocate.
I never knew it could feel this great.
For it’s finally been answered, my prayers you see.
I’m finally accepted as, just, Me.
It’s finally over, and I feel so free!
No need to fight for love, or try to be me.
For now that I’m at peace, I finally feel acception,
and won’t drown in the river, of constant neglection.
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Blue Eyes
In your blue eyes,
I swim in the sea.
In your blue eyes,
I hear the scream,
of the wind and the trees.
I see the night,
I see the day.
In your blue eyes,
I’m here to stay.
In your blue eyes,
I fly in the sky.
Because of your blue eyes I cry at night.
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Nature’s Call
I’m running on E,
and I can’t pick up speed.
Running on empty,
this things gonna get, we.
I run outta gas,
he’s still on my ass.
They hop out the car,
to hear an alarm.
They see the lights,
they run away.
To get away,
from the light of day.
But it’s night, you see.
He’s protecting, he.
He’s oh so selfish,
and demented, see?
…And with no one left to defend me,
I lose myself to sovereignty.
They take everything I own,
and even burn, my sacred dome.
I have no place to call my own.
So I find some woods, to feel alone.
And with Mother’s call, I felt at home.
