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Go through The motions, Motionless. Witness the Rich die 'n' meak rise. -Maxim
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Ghost ride. Me, passenger side. Dead inside. I'll rise when I sober. Just to start the process over
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...But Not Here.
LetĀ āem talk. Weāll use our breath to bring life. Baby I guarantee you, Theyāll go blue in the face, before we do. Their lungs will collapse, And their hearts will stop, But we will beat forever. Heaven will hold us, wile hell will grasp them. LetĀ āem talk. Let their words flow to that of a waterfall. Itās only going to rush their downfall. Our love will downpour. Our love is just that. Love. Hate exists, but not here. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -Maxim
Core
Some say He is man made, but He made man with His say. Some say we have overactive imaginations, but His imagination activated us. Once dust, we still distrust. People act like itās a laughing matter, But He made matter out of his breath. As a matter of fact, We use our breath to whisper doubt. Trespassing against He, We seek our own grave. With sin coded within on our bones, We seek to dethrone A King. Blasphemy is embedded within our vernacular. Spectacular it is to me that We still bite the hand that feeds, But I get it. Broken men, and women,Ā Using holy words to promote hell. Hate has no place in Heaven, but itāll do more than devour you here.
Some attribute that hate to fear. The unknown throws a grind into our gears, and if youāre answer to that is hate Youāve already lost the war, no matter how ārighteousā you are at the core.Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -Maxim (Work in progress)
Lake of Shadows
Iāve concluded that the delusional Are just what our subconscious Wished we were.
They autopilot, While we realized We just drunk driving Our minds right to the bottom Of lakes filled with darkness.
One could argue that they fake their feelings, Or disguising their mess, But I confess. Iāve once been blinded, Or better yet, blinded By envy, obsession, and apathy.
But that still not stopping me from swigging on intoxicants and letting loose the control of the cruze and crashing through the fence into the lake of shadows.

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The blue crystals have me hypnotized. Enchanting thy mind, as my soul finds harmony. The colors brandish. The colors lavish. Even Medusa would perish upon your gaze
āBlue Crystalsā poem by me Maxim
The lines have been crossed, And the caskets buried. What wasĀ lost Was only our fairytale. Grey skies AreĀ vanilla, And these lies Are no longer white.
āCrosssedā short poem by me Maxim.
Floating isn't something we're used to darling, but we'll embraceĀ the wonder amongstĀ all of these starlings, becauseĀ it's only a matter of time before we start falling.
āStarlingsā By me Maxim.
We hate from the dark. The illusions of black match our heart. Itās not light we lack, Itās a sense of sight.
āDarksideā mini-poem by me -Maxim (via maximpoetry)
We hate from the dark. The illusions of black match our heart. It's not light we lack, It's a sense of sight.
āDarksideā mini-poem by me -Maxim

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End of a Whisper
You can find meĀ at the end of a whisper. Delivered from sorrow by the promise of repeating our passion on that moon filled morrow. On that morrow,Ā our desires aligned. Constellations where in no equivalence. Our pleasure eckoed limitlessly between us and those shadow ladened trees. The words of man fail to articulate, with any sort of accuracy, the weight of joy, and ecstasy, passion placed upon us on that moon filled morrow.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -Maxim(2016)
Outlast
Mystery is absolute. I do not fear the unknown. For mystery remains, always. I shall not. I mean not to dilute obviousness. What is known, shall remain known always, but I shall not. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -Maxim
Inspiration
We all want theĀ nectar to flow. Expecting it to go from zero to a hunney real quick. Sly, and slick. Taxi Driver, Robert De Nero, āYou talkinā to meā, when it shows. Disbelief, here, rapidly grows. Here I seek a hero. Out there everything is a shipwreck.
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -Maxim
radiance
You could doĀ a number of things. You could ask a question, only to be disappointed in the answer it brings. The know is so set in stone. Atonement isnāt what I seek, I just wish to peek into the radiance thatĀ is beheld behind your ribs. Ā You could always do. To do not, is to be dead. To you, you saw life inside the unknown. Promises with rewards unsown. I never knewĀ a soul could be so defined. So refined from such dirty origins. So magnificent. But I guess that is the difference. But I guess that is the difference. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -Maxim
Take Thee
Float away, in a cloud of lust. Lay, and let the wave of intimacy. Take thee. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -Maxim

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Convoluted
The sky once glown when the sun woke to reclaim the throne, but now darkness overtakes, Ieaving eyes convoluted with the darkest of lakes. -Maxim
Slight Glow
For all I know You could show me the way, or cause me to decay. For all you know, I could cause you to grow. Made from clay, we where lead astray. In depth we where sinking below. Engulfing darkness, a slight glow. He is reaching forth, we obey. Never again shall we be cast away. Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -Maxim