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Perfect

" The strums in my Songs "

Perfect

A grain of sand, is what a man for stands,
Sands in piles, is what makes a woman go wild,
But...

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Mercy.

Redemption

Mercy,
Speak for us
Where voices can't be heard
Stand for us
In places without...

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thirty steps from a park

Can never recall
Any dress that she wore
What brand she then smoked
Or of which books...

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Tipping Point Break

Tipping Point Break

The tiny ant
rolls with such audacious courage

Taking on all oppressors
seeking to...

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The Messenger

Angel
A shift in the air around me
A subtle awareness of my breath
A mirror like...

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fallen days

Reminds me
of fallen days
black ones when the rain drives
home

grey days of...

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killing the wood

I swing an axe
Harnessing power
Bellowing fuck words
Craving the slice

Owning...

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LADIES, CAUGHT ANOTHER ONE

LADIES, CAUGHT ANOTHER ONE

The process of elimination isn't for nothing...

​​​​​​I told you I was on a Mission...

You...

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EXPERIENCED BRUSHING OFF

EXPERIENCED BRUSHING OFF

Another labeled Arrow in the Quiver...

You have a future that isn't stopping without you......

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SAYING GOODBYE

SAYING GOODBYE

Sometimes, you are given no choice...

Words are said...

Leaving nothing else to say......

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Jesus is The LORD

Jesus is The LORD

You can be scammed in many ways
all it takes is someone to say
I have just what your looking...

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3 Stages

3 Stages

You are my Daddy.
Together we are superheroes.

You are my Dad.
Together we...

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GOP Jesus

GOP Jesus

Teach your children
TRUE Christian
AMERICAN values

Buy the little brats
a...

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Pretty Bird

Lies

They said she was a pretty Bird
spreading her beautiful wings
Soaring greatly in the sky...

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STILL IN PAJAMAS?

STILL IN PAJAMAS?

Coffee is calling...

Be there in a minute...

Sparrowsong?

Yup...

What are...

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Second Chance

Little wickedness(part 5)

Whose knocking at my door?
I thought you said me and you is done.
Why you kneeling on my...

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THE SEASON OF THE GIFT OF...

A pples of many hues, some having given up, lost their grip, fallen to the ground.
U nder layers of...