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Poetry for those who have died. A silent song for the trapped souls who cry. Emotional portrayal for all the angels who have never...
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I had to kill him I had to kill him. I could tell I was weak becoming only weaker. This is why I had to kill him. In the days beyond his...
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Harmless Words Though he wrote it; Meaning was not his intent. When they read it; Meaning was all they could find. He meant only, To...
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3. Yet, from the first moment I recall, I have not been anyone else.
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Peers of Yours Status quo, status quo mock all of those Pressure to stay and play these societal games it is a damn shame if you’re not...
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What We Know The royalization of childish games, passed down to us, in trust these games, we find, provide silent minds with...
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Life and Games Stuck in stagnation Unable to decide Upon which war to wager Unable to foresee Who I will be if I win Those around me...
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BADNESS Caught in this predicament Made solely of deceit and lies Crafted by the immoral Enforced by the ignorant To be struck by the...
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Patient # 4517734 I do not deem reality as worthy as the rest of you may. If this does not earn me a place in that padded cell, then that...
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Becoming I am what I must be, but only when I must be. And when must I be, All that I must be?
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Fading When what’s to come Is worse than where you’re at When you hit the drum But what you hear is flat When people are dumb When people...
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What the Tea Leaves A hot cup of tea and a well written book feed a determinedly keen argument regarding hats. Ago, ahead, this is all...