{"id":7727,"date":"2015-06-13T11:48:36","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T15:48:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=7727"},"modified":"2015-06-14T12:15:29","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T16:15:29","slug":"7727","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/7727\/","title":{"rendered":"(Hour 3)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Darkness is rising,<br \/>\nwhile the moon is colliding,<br \/>\nwith the sun,<br \/>\nthere&#8217;s no where left<br \/>\nfor you to run,<br \/>\nyou&#8217;re done, finished,<br \/>\nnothing left but<br \/>\nan empty shell,<br \/>\nwelcome to this world you created,<br \/>\nthis place that I have hated,<br \/>\nthe longer I existed,<br \/>\nthe more time I wasted.<br \/>\nBut bliss and in denial,<br \/>\nfeeling I have been thrown on trial,<br \/>\nof nothing but my peers,<br \/>\nwith their ears wide open,<br \/>\nnot truly caring what is spoken,<br \/>\nin the long run for them,<br \/>\nthis was simply just fun,<br \/>\nthoughts never lasting,<br \/>\nwhile the rest continue to fast,<br \/>\ntrapped under the rubble,<br \/>\ntrying to avoid all trouble,<br \/>\nbut caught in the crossfire,<br \/>\nby nothing but another liar,<br \/>\nyou can&#8217;t conspire against us,<br \/>\nall are consumed on this bus,<br \/>\nconformity is our normality,<br \/>\nso stop with the fuss<br \/>\nand you will see.<br \/>\nOn our last day,<br \/>\nI only have this to say,<br \/>\nweather you are one beneath the rubble,<br \/>\nonly wanted to avoid all trouble,<br \/>\nor simply an empty shell,<br \/>\nstating again<br \/>\nWelcome to this world you created,<br \/>\nthis place that I have hated,<br \/>\nthe longer I existed,<br \/>\nthe more time I wasted.<br \/>\nwith nothing to gain,<br \/>\nthis place is driving me insane,<br \/>\nbut weather you take a bus or plane,<br \/>\nyou will all remain<br \/>\nin this world you created,<br \/>\nwhat a time you wasted. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Darkness is rising, while the moon is colliding, with the sun, there&#8217;s no where left for you to run, you&#8217;re done, finished, nothing left but an empty shell, welcome to this world you created, this place that I have hated, the longer I existed, the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":644,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7727","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7727","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/644"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7727"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7727\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14647,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7727\/revisions\/14647"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7727"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7727"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7727"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}