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I see my life flash before my viewing awakening state of mind
Crashing flesh into the ripping effects of time
It’s end how and why I do not know- but it’s a feeling- I can see
Every cell that falls shatter apart and dies into the flaky dust
Exhaustion’s reminder of it, so I rush before the days remind me of what could have been
Maturity knows this like it’s birth, and the ones with the cause fight so hard driven to get there

I see my life flash before my viewing awakening state of mind
Crashing flesh into the ripping effects of time
Every second kills a breath and with that last I try to exhale life into the airs leveling simplicity
To move on with the less broken and maybe plans to the uninvented, constructing the style of timelessness
One day these minutes became so valuable, noticed this so early and it’s fabric gets to stay

I see my life flash before my viewing awakening state of mind
Angels and demons- it’s all so clear and heaven is craved because it lives so near
It’s impossible to stop each sound when the alchemist screams, whether inside or out
He gives you pleasure and joy and home this anything but void

Metaphors it’s a novel, and the souls mathematical equation equals infinity
I laugh at the concept of being a mammal when I can pray and cosmic travel
I have left this earth to many times before, created by the G’d’s intelligence desires will
Crashing flesh into the ripping effects of time, this salt holds the blood from the spill
The writers pages thick and one always reads each inch
Alive the spirit of the alive and who really dies….
When “The Artist” lives forever

Peace,

IZZY “The Artist”
6:59AM 3/21/09