#themandman

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Tell me a story of madness?

Tell me a story  tell me you have fallen in love tell me you have lost it all tell me you came back with hope tell me you triumph against thy enemies tell me you were happy ever after

Let me tell you my stories  I fell in crushes that crashed I fell in love and i still falling down the mad hole I have lost somethings that meant it all I'm waiting to come back with something from my own darkness i don't know if i have enemies and if i do... i don't know who they are I'm happy i'm mad i'm sad and i'm lost 

i hide between two bushes in a desert always in eternal darkness  i'm looking into the starry sky with my eyes closed  I lost my way as i crawled in life and I'm starting to lift my view I can clearly see the horizon but fear keeps me in the darkness always alone but never lonely...Madness is for ever my companion Saved the queen who dint ask to be saved and killed the hero before he even set out....I'm a bad hero but at least I'm trying 

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Hide me im running from myself

two shadows hidden in the light

many blind eyes staring at my soul

the grey and the square want to shut my mind

my mouth covered in blood of the dead

madness is my house and they threathen it 

imagination  is my only weapon

but their heads dont understand what they dont feel

let me hide in your stomach 

let me reborn again so i can fail again 

love or hate me i will continue to live madly

why dont you join me and stop being plastic

life lied to me but i fucked life up

know i quietly stay in madness as i watch you walk 

through your own dreams 

i make no sense because sense dint make me 

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Even the madman finds peace in madness

The madman stands still The world around him flows and flys by him the metal city's, the Digital age stealing the minds of so many, the age of unknowing the place where people stopped asking question becuase the answers satisfied them. 

The mad man stands still and looks into a quiet river Everyone runs and walks fast, yelling into phones, or writting in their digital book, not seeing what their surroundings, the green pasture , the white clouds and the blue sky, just near them so peacefull so close by. The mad man moves  closer to the river finds a rock and sits there. The mad man thinks of how the world is, of how people miss the little things, the simple things, how humans have complicated our things , we ourselfs did it many of moons and days ago, debts money coins trade 

working to manufacture things that come and go by faster than they were made, debts that never seem to end, money before green now digital that has no physical backup becuase some people own more money that they could use in 4 life times and if they decided to get it all out of banks they could bankupt many banks in a country or continent.  The mad man doesnt want that the mad man wants to live in times were they say were simple but it also had its complication but with help from others u could manage. the mad man thinks alot but then he looks into the river and see the river flow gently in moment finding obstruction but still finding a way to flow by, the man man smile and closes his eyes. In the great madness of the world the Mad Man finds peace, the Mad man find happiness becuase he knows everything flows its natural and if we even get block by something with perseverance we can continue to flow.