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O.C. Bearheart

O.C. Bearheart

Satire

Because life is hilarious

In a world full of love
I’ve never seen anything
To make me think that all this
Is worth the pain that love brings.
There’s supposedly so much meaning
That I guess just passed me by.
You keep trudging along
Because I guess you’re supposed to?
At least that’s what I’m told
From all the people I’m close to.
But when your nightmares come to life
I simply don’t understand why
I shouldn’t shut down the show
Of this satire of life,
Where nothing is lasting,
Not your friends, not your wife.
Just give that curtain cord a tug
And take your final bow.
Pop the pill, pull the plug,
Yeah do whatever you need to
Cause these angel-white robes
Are really easy to bleed through.
I wish I could find love and meaning,
But I just don’t know how.

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The Sentinel

Hello my little bearded friend, Why do you stand so still? What keeps you from your duties en… Denies you of free will? Silently you stand watch
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Brown, Gold, Grey, Green

Green is the hue, it changes and d… To a storm gray, it shifts To the left or the right, At first glance the brown is the c… But they change, the brown and the…
Blindness

It takes a certain kind of person To wake up one day and look around… And make themselves believe that t… It’s another type of person That wakes up to a room full of gh…
The Rediscovered Pages of a Book We Have All Read Before

We walk down the street hand in hand. The gloom of a winter morning in mourning for its own naturality hangs about the hustle and bustle of the city; ever awake, ever moving, never chan...
Symbiosis

The sun rises on dawn-mists as dew Dances light on the loam. The waking world arises anew. This is what I know. This is my h… The droning of eager bees bringing
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Inside and Out

Once upon a time there was a thoug… Who looked deep down inside hersel… And found a secret world. Its moonrises were brighter than e… Then it was gone.
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Falling

Maybe it’s inappropriate, Or we’re moving too fast. That’s not how to make someone sta… Or how to make things last. But I just can’t help myself,
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Solitude

The hustle and bustle of big city… And the crowds, with their laughte… Is something I long for, and yet… To seek solitude, to seek solitude… A room full of friends and relatio…
The Motel

I got a sickness pills won’t cure. I’m now finding out so much more a… What there is to know, and I watc… Of memories, they’re just a blur. My old home doesn’t look the same.
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In the Back of My Mind

She sat me down in the bathroom and groomed me. She trimmed my beard for an hour, with the concentration and care of someone being paid a thousand dollars a hair. She would kiss me peri...
The Lioness

In the scream of loud resentment a chip was broken from a block of so called perfection: the birth of a lioness, by familial association as perfect as her creator, by terms of self indu...
From the Crows Nest

Three serpents writhing in the sea First maw, then tail rising agains… The waves, their movements had dis… Means for the creatures’ eager gle… Afar, they looked to us but one
Full Nelson

There’s an emptiness inside me, I can’t fill it, I can’t feed it. I hate it, but it’s part of me. Don’t want it, but I need it. Can’t remember life before
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Pathways

Where is it you’re going? Where are you travl’ing to? Are your footsteps swift and knowi… Is your mind clear? Your heart tr… Are deepening cobalt, dusken vales
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Sleeping In

Just five more minutes, My job can wait, Just let me sleep, It’s okay if I’m late. It’s harder to care



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