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Backward Brute

A savage to the average joe blow
Beast to all it seems, where ever i go
Monster among my peers, quiet among fears
Animal to laws I disagree with
Thug to enemies that flank my shadow
Ruffian to the members of my church
Barbarian to wives with new lovers

Walk as with everything, owning nothing
Arrogance seems unreal for relating
Monster among my peers, quiet among fears
Animal to laws, without approval
Thug to enemies that flank my shadow
Ruffian to the members of my church
Barbarian to women who would be wives

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Nathenial Jones

Cherie'...

...takes one to know one...you are a Brute yourself my lady...in this world of more take then give...more cons than pros...more evil so it seems than good...few lovers for those who trully need love...more scandal then real talk...we need thugs who can say your rules dont apply to me...smile...we need bargarians know fight the arkward way...ruffians like Jesus who stood His ground no matter what to whomever when ever for His Father's why...No...you dont know me as such...cause truth be told...you have colored glasses...the kind that can see when other prefer to feel only...smile...Cherie...Cherie...Cherie...100,000,000,000,000...hugs from a backward brute such as myself...and a thousand more kisses besides...it is not as we preceive ourselves...but Who God knows us to be...and if we are hid in Him...why not be a backward brute to the World...it is my understanding Jesus was...He told the jews...none of your rules apply to me...THUG...Barbarian to some when he said if some one slaps you on the cheek turn to them the other...a Monster to the kingdom of darkness Who walked with such a quiet boldness called a Sevage by demons and rightly so...He was to them a Beast...and the Animal of choice...Lion...smile...smile...hug hug...and a wave as i tip toe out from view...knowing you know me like few who ever could...peace my sweet Princess...nj

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Larry Ran

My Dear Brother Nathenial,

Conan walks proud as he upholds his mores.  Too esoteric for mere mortals.  A chosen soul eschewed by the Plebians.  In his loneliness he pities them.

Peace and Love,

xox Larry

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