Sta.sh
Does it make me a hipster if I'm happy and genial when the norm for people my age is trite and sardonic?
Feels good man.
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Broken LineageThey hid it long ago,Broken Lineage by ~aberrantcrick
beneath a place,
where no one goes.
Their ancestors wept
in the ancient cairns
where they slept.
Its rightful owner not known.
The infighting began,
but it would never be owned.
Hidden away for good of their line.
They locked it away,
for the very last time.
But history repeats
and power corrupts.
The one who seeks, defeats
It was unearthed from a mine,
and the seeds of unrest
were fresh in their mind.
It sat upon a table
fulfilling its goal.
They’d soon live out the fable.
The last of their line
turned toward each other,
for the very last time.
The twenty of them, all ravaged.
Slaughtered and strewn,
upon
CoffeeIn worlds of flavour, boldness,Coffee by ~aberrantcrick
of coffee and creme.
An age old adage stays true,
stating; less is more.
If weak brew is what you seek,
do try a lighter roast.
The age old adage stays true,
stating; less is more.
RiotHe may look completely sane,Riot by ~aberrantcrick
but there's an argument happening
inside of his brain
No matter how he urges it to stop,
his hair pulled out and to his knees,
he pathetically drops
For within his mind goes on, a riot
and in a crowd of many he shrieks,
bloodcurdlingly so, "Quiet!"
He no longer looks so sane,
for there's an argument happening
inside of his brain
He thought he was able to grease the gears,
and that the medication had helped,
he put up with it for so many years
Within his mind there is no longer silence,
and he decides to fight them no longer,
he follows the voices with total compliance
In the Scarecrow's Mind At dawn, the sun begins to wrap itself around the horizon. The stoic guard, ever watching over his Lord's subjects has not slept. He stands tall, proud, and triumphant each day with not a speck of food or a wink of sleep. His Lord's loyal subjects turn to wake, and watch him in awe as the rays of sunlight give birth to a vibrant new world.In the Scarecrow's Mind by ~aberrantcrick
His enemies are many, yet he keeps them at bay. His stern, serious gaze deters those that would threaten harm to his Lord's subjects. His point of view remains the same throughout the year, as the seasons change. He watches his enemies driven before him year-round, his Lord offering sustenanc
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