My Lucid Dream

We arrive in a rushing lucid dream,
falling stars and angel's dust,
this trip has no particular theme,

Our indefinite and unconscious state,
is blown away to dream-like ecstasy,
seduce the colours and clean the slate,

Racing all the vibrant lights and shapes,
leaving behind only a current and a concept,
infinite is flying without capes,

A flicker of light radiates in the air,
psychedelic signal fire above our heads,
our alertness has naver been so bare,

But we awake from our coma to needles & pins,
numbness followed by clouded pictures & memories,
amnesia is the hangover for our sins.

Author: Cory Jones

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 Your stray bullet
 When I think of you
 Untitled
 Unbreakable Foe
 Two sides
 Truly are a star
 Tomorrow is another day
 Tiny soldiers
 The Thief
 The Scenic Route
 The Message
 The Game
 Talking to the mirror
 Someone Just Like You
 She Doesn't Get It
 School Ends
 Rewind
 Rainbow
 Pretend it never happened
 Our beloved tyrants
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 Ode to the Green
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 Maple Leaf
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 If She Only Knew
 If i could be..
 Idle Before the Motionless Lights
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 I long for the day
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 Deja Vue
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 Being a Man
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 A Road So Covered in Snow
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