There are some who call me... Tim?

Ancient dude, music nerd, pretend poet

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Thunderstorms

Sky-bound friends are back again

Dark clouds and pounding rain

My thunder-filled longtime buddies

Lightning strikes me to stay sane

Soaking up the sorrows

Crying out the fears

Storms always help me

Cover up the tears

The world smells clean and refreshed

After the front passes through

I drip-dry off from my anointing

And find myself not as blue

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Thunderstorms

Sky-bound friends are back again

Dark clouds and pounding rain

My thunder-filled longtime buddies

Lightning strikes me to stay sane

Soaking up the sorrows

Crying out the fears

Storms always help me

Cover up the tears

The world smells clean and refreshed

After the front passes through

I drip-dry off from my anointing

And find myself not as blue

by tim

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Standard Operating Procedure

Passed over

Left out, ignored

Invisible introvert

Invariably bored

I wear social camouflage

Try not to be seen

Not the fault of others

They aren't being mean

Can't be comfortable in crowds

I'm not even relaxed with myself

Never the life of any party

I'm an unread book on a shelf

By the time I get on board

The flight is already over

The ship I'm in has sunk

Solitude's my reluctant lover

by tim

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Standard Operating Procedure

Passed over

Left out, ignored

Invisible introvert

Invariably bored

I wear social camouflage

Try not to be seen

Not the fault of others

They aren't being mean

Can't be comfortable in crowds

I'm not even relaxed with myself

Never the life of any party

I'm an unread book on a shelf

By the time I get on board

The flight is already over

The ship I'm in has sunk

Solitude's my reluctant lover

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Ready, Aim, Liar!

Oh friend, oh foe

Oh, I don't know

Fingers chase your face

Always lose this race

Yearn to get one little feel

Anything to let me know you're real

Sad sack asks for nothing

Loser really wants something

He will never receive

If it won't let you breathe

Stuck in spin cycle

Load the idiot rifle

Take my best shot

At a target already lost

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Meal

Comprehension of this tension

Look at the shit I dream

The perfection of your rejection

Compells me to write obscene

Slice through old skin to get in

Rip out my guts just to show I care

None of these things cause a win

As blood splatters in the air

Pour a chalice of visceral stew

Deep iron scent, aortic paste

You choke on my liver and puke

Then run away screaming in haste

I see the look on your face

I'm just a rotting pile of waste

No wonder you avoid my place

You never did like my taste

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Meal

Comprehension of this tension

Look at the shit I dream

The perfection of your rejection

Compells me to write obscene

Slice through old skin to get in

Rip out my guts just to show I care

None of these things cause a win

As blood splatters in the air

Pour a chalice of visceral stew

Deep iron scent, aortic paste

You choke on my liver and puke

Then run away screaming in haste

I see the look on your face

I'm just a rotting pile of waste

No wonder you avoid my place

You never did like my taste

by tim

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Ready, Aim, Liar!

Oh friend, oh foe

Oh, I don't know

Fingers chase your face

Always lose this race

Yearn to get one little feel

Anything to let me know you're real

Sad sack asks for nothing

Loser really wants something

He will never receive

If it won't let you breathe

Stuck in spin cycle

Load the idiot rifle

Take my best shot

At a target already lost

by tim

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Smoke Signals

All the chatter

Inputs overloaded

Too much info

Barrage of news

Phones and texts

Emails and messages

But is anyone really talking?

Real conversations?

Worthy connections?

Heart intersections?

Friendly relations?

All this information coming

From every which way

Yet I still feel lonely today

by tim

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Smoke Signals

All the chatter

Inputs overloaded

Too much info

Barrage of news

Phones and texts

Emails and messages

But is anyone really talking?

Real conversations?

Worthy connections?

Heart intersections?

Friendly relations?

All this information coming

From every which way

Yet I still feel lonely today

by tim

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Another

Another trip around the sun

Another year is dead and gone

Another day another grey

Another pain that won't go away

Another smile with another frown

Another up with another down

Another morning I'm still breathing

Another evening I'm not yet leaving

Another goal I attempt to make

Another candle on my cake

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Another

Another trip around the sun

Another year is dead and gone

Another day another grey

Another pain that won't go away

Another smile with another frown

Another up with another down

Another morning I'm still breathing

Another evening I'm not yet leaving

Another goal I attempt to make

Another candle on my cake

by tim

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The Good Book

Sentences of imminent death

In paragraphs of prying pain

A blood bound black book

Filled with spite and disdain

Pages marked with incantations

And ancient words for spells

Rituals describe acts of pure evil

To open six different fiery hells

Demons haunt each chapter

Stitched spine is made of human skin

Open the cover and you will find

A tome filled with hatred and sin

by tim