Freestyle

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Yard work

Yard work

The hot sun beats down,

The grass is extra tall,

The mower full of gas,

Where’s my...

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JESUS

I CAN'T WAIT FOR JESUS TO RETURN
ALL THE SAINTS ANS WILL BE TOGETHER
JESUS WILL HAVE FINISHED...

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FAMILY

MOST OF US HAVE FAMILY
SOME OF US DO NOT BECAUSE
OF LOSS OR SOME OTHER REASON .

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TURN

TURN THE CORNER
TURN ANOTHER YEAR OLDER
TURN YOUR THOUGHTS
TOWARDS HEAVEN TURN AMEN.

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Though an atheist..

Though an atheist..

please oh lord brace and fix me with monetary salvation
After umpteen times being swindled
...

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We Dream of Peace

We Dream of Peace

Like merciless vultures roaming above the wild grasslands,
you pick right through the bones
...

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What Fills a Mama's Heart

Do you know what fills

A mama’s heart

It’s filled with worries

Worried that you...

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ELECTROCUTION OR SHARK

ELECTROCUTION OR SHARK

What would you do?

So many choices...

Imagine if this turned out to be your very last...

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IN MY FATHER'S HOUSE

IN MY FATHER'S HOUSE

The World will throw many things at you...

It will try and make you believe in things that isn't...

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I’m Thinking

I’m Thinking

I’m thinking, my mind switches gears tomorrow
Stop whining, about my pain and sorrow
And...

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Nuclear Holocaust Wasteland

Nuclear Holocaust Wasteland

In a world ravaged by nuclear holocaust

Lies a barren wasteland

Scorched...

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43 Years A Man...

43 Years A Man...

I lay awake at night, I'm a very sad man,
I've soaked pillows with my emotions,

I've spent...

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Enamoured of you

Too old to enamour of anyone any longer.
Where passion fades old things change.

Too much...

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Effort Required

Will it be yours?

Does anyone else care?

No one loves you?

The blame game never...

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The Nostalgia

The nostalgia for a reality that can only be seen beyond borders of wandering eyes. The sensation of...

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The Spice girl

The sun warm my skin,
Fresh air drive my blood.

Winter walks easing nerves

Tugged at...

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Donning rubber gloves, the...

(plus cutlery, pots pans, et cetera) in the kitchenette sink.

Donning rubber gloves, the wife does washing of clothes and dishes...

She started what would immediately become
a first and last generation tradition
(the spouse...