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 Outside the stars are shining all twinkling and bright I'm like the stars I give off great light But deep inside where passion's held and... [read more] |
 My body but the grass of Earth my soul the Sun Eternity I feel the rickrack of our minds the rhythm-rhythm-rhyme which binds O Love, you pa... [read more] |
 They were the refuse from all nations and cities Sent here by those not caring if they died, They didn’t count on their tenacity This is Ame... [read more] |
 Just turn and walk away Forget the words you want to say Hold back the anger boiling rough Just walk away forget your tough Unclench your ha... [read more] |
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We the People of the United States, The heart and soul of what makes America great Is as true then as it is to date It is the diversity of... [read more] |
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That's it, let it out, dont keep it in Hit me once more, release all that pent up sin Make me bleed, bruise me more Slap me harder, make me... [read more] |
 I FIND THE LOCAL MASSES TO BE TRITE AND QUITE MUNDANE. THEY SEEM HOVER AT SOME SHALLOW SURFACE NON-CHALLENGING AND PLANE. PLEASE! SOMEONE... [read more] |
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You are a frightened child in a grown mans body. Huddled in your own sad hollow world. Naked holding only yourself for comfort. Afraid of... [read more] |
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Love is lost in betrayals maze. Nothing last forever these day. Vows are broken, trust decays. Nothing last fore... [read more] |
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Willful jest may not be discouraged. A collage of wit crackers Can not relieve me of thine humor. I implore the, laugh if it be funny! F... [read more] |
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POMPOUS TRUTH I must excuse myself, From this table of bourgeois Mentality! For I have consumed Enough mediocrity to choke A horse! I da... [read more] |
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It’s a necessary need, A driving force, I’m a chronic, compulsive poet of course. To orchestrate thoughts, Deliver them free, To comprise... [read more] |
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The world is in turmoil War war war Death to the infidel More more more My god’s better than your god Like infants in a playground But deat... [read more] |
 Here’s to the mothers. Fathers, sons, and all their brothers. Here’s to the wives. Mothers, daughters, and all their sisters. Here’s to the... [read more] |
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It’s sad to see people fleeing From the truth, Running to the liquid that is Eight proof. Or perhaps drugs are your pain Solvent to be t... [read more] |