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184

2/20/2020

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...the greatest curse of Time is regret

​...Toffears
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182

2/5/2020

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...Building upon defeat.
In the Song of Faith,
lie the words of Treason and Deceit.
All capable,
all willing.
For our own gain,
all our own doing.
 
...Building upon deceit.
In the Song of Fate,
lies, undetermined
and unexpected,
commandeering Blindness,
leaving Belief begging for an answer.
 
...Building upon belief.
In the Song of Life,
lies Love,
on the river bed,
towards the surface,
towards the sun,
with the Only,
with the One.
 
...Building upon relief.
In the Song of Death,
lie memories departed
and the promise of Darkness.
But a step forward
to a sphere or a coil,
freedom and fear
be the Sun.
 
...We are but stealing upon defeat.

...Toffears

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163

10/10/2019

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...Beat
and I breathe.

...Beat
and I breathe.

Deeply,
take a breath.

Beat,
and I focus,
I believe.

Breathe
and I live.
Breathe and be.

...Beat
and I breathe.

...Beat
and I breathe.

...and it Stops...
I had no control.

eXit


                       ...Toffears
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162

10/2/2019

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...Still 
​the blind belief
in the hope of escape.

Why does fear turn to violence
for the ego with no knowledge?

                                      ...Toffears

(dedicated to M.E.I aka L.)
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161

9/30/2019

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...I bore my name in the land of my birth.
I had no choice, but I was honoured.

Such hate, with words only...
Blame, Whispers, Hearsay...
Jealousy.

Enmity,
by birth,
by name...
For this dominion...
This land that we both craved.

And though my heart stopped beating
for no other reasons
             than that of my birth,
             than that of my name,
             than for this dominion,
             this land that is now my grave,
my watch never stopped ticking,
those guns never stopped firing.


Time soon drew a blank.
Unobtrusively, we became Anonymous.
A footnote in a history book.


Let it be said:
         The last culture on Earth will have nothing to share.
​
                                                                                 ...Toffears
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160

9/28/2019

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...A life,
a Birth
and a Cause.

Strong be my beliefs,
still I feud and brawl
to be granted but a few more years.

Still the heart is feeble.
And then... the Question...

                                             ...Toffears

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158

9/24/2019

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...purification,
burn,
wailing,
lament...
and then, Silence.

Our Oxygen,
Gone...
For Money.

Dead by the time we cared.

                               ...Toffears
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155

9/18/2019

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...Our very future is a fire that we tame.
Our every movement is a lie.
 
                                                 ...Toffears
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154

9/16/2019

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...Light a candle and it burns,
they say.

Left or right,
and at the Summit,
I found no trace
but for a worthless headstone
and a hole in the ground.

For what were we expecting
when we resolved to live?

                                     ...Toffears
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152

9/10/2019

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...walls surrounding,
no protection,
isolation.

...narrowing echo,
fears grown,
isolated.

...worthless Life,
painless,
pointless,
segregation.

             ...Toffears


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151

9/9/2019

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...as a victim of relief,
for oneself and nothing more,
I was ordered,
I was told,
I rebelled until my fall.

Even Love is a selfish act.


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149

9/6/2019

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...blossom anew,
by the window,
by the door.

A letter, signed.

The famine struck,
Dominions and Dust.
So were we.

                    ...Toffears
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148

9/4/2019

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...Oppresive
and Red,
by the river of the mind,
by the chruch
on the square,
by the wall,
looking up,
looking for...

"Being" is an interlude

                       ...Toffears
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144

8/26/2019

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...between the Self,
Pure Nature,
the Entertaining World is thin, but solid.

Realise, Break.

Facing foul windows,
Open spaces,
undefined...

Violence,
self-made.

                                                  ...Toffears
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141

8/18/2019

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...a Lover in the Shadows,
burning her bridges...
...and I wonder how her dreams could be so empty.

                                                                     ...Toffears
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133

8/2/2019

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...I hold irregular beliefs.

The heart is deceased
but the beating remains...

                           ...Toffears
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132

7/31/2019

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...Step by step,
one by one,
closer, further,
we walk,
we run.
...​One by one,
closer, thus far,
we stop,
we climb,
step by step,
so we depart.
...​Closer, further,
one by one,
we talk,
we shout...

Silence.
...​Step by step,
one by one,
day by day,
futher, closer...

the end.


         ...Toffears

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130

7/27/2019

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...The Kapellmeister
will make us dance.

The Opera, voted.
Our voices heard.
The promises...
We laugh.

Home, we dance.
And dance again, we shall.

The streets,
voices, unheard.
The promises...
We fight.

Protecting the Power.

​The Working Man Vs the Working Man.

                                                  ...Toffears
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129

7/25/2019

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...it was all there in the folder,
on the desk in written letters.
The judgement 
and the sentence.
Undeserved,
unrepentant.

And so it was.
And so it was.

                                ...Toffears

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128

7/23/2019

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...I am adicted
to punishing this body
for the sake of others
and by the way
it is perceived.

                      ...Toffears
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122

7/11/2019

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...damage echoes beyond the borders of your foul walls.
The economies of war are our only difference.

                                                                              ...Toffears
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119

7/5/2019

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...hear me, Lord.
Hear me, if you dare.

This is neither a confession,
nor is it a prayer.

On what grounds do they pass judgement
and why are these "sins" public affairs?

Hear me, Lord.
Hear me, if you dare.
If you are...


"Sin" is a manufactured guilt process.

                                                      ...Toffears
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118

7/3/2019

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...the Jury is still out,
your sentence is on hold.
I have gone to get the rope.
...just in case

Hanging in the balance,
no death be left unpunished,
no stone be left unturned.
...this be the case

Where there is Guilt,
who dares be judge?

...my final case

                                    ...Toffears
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115

6/28/2019

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...I fought.
I did what I could.
My nemesis,
face to face,
the coward.
I fought.

The mirror cracked.

                 ...Toffears
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114

6/26/2019

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...if I ever cursed your name in whispers,
then I humbly bow in shame.
...if I ever struck your love in anger,
then I beg you do the same.

I was held down by your beauty
and by your clothes of nothing-more...
...by the window and the rain...
...the belief I was your whore.

I have forgotten nothing of our moments,
of your white dress 
and of your name.

There are regrets with every loss
and today,
mine are at shame.

I am not aksing for forgiveness,
nor am I yearning for your voice,
in our lust we were both guilty,
in our vice and in our choice.

...a silhouette is torn upon my Soul,
much like the heart you broke for me.
I was the Liar, you were the Thief...
isn't it time we Ghostwrote free...?

                                                ...Toffears

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