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Accept or Death

Accept or Death

I never started caring until I started sharing, until my trust was broken and it fueled words to be spoken...

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FuLL DiS"closure"

FuLL DiS"closure"

I've been labeled...

No adjective does this man justice, for the anger inside is that of thousands...

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The only thing that lasts

The only thing that lasts

The only thing that lasts is control
Control over food

Even if its hard

I can never...

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Society

Society

I am appalled by the mistaken words that are being told to this days society .

The reoccurring...

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Can I be me

Can I be me

Can’t I be me
why would I not
I know for a fact I’m not like God
but I’m trying to be...

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CUSSED

CUSSED

'Otherwise' springs to mind or maybe one kind,
do you get the feeling you're being left behind?...

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You Know

You Know

You know I must confess it
when I clean up my mess
I could be the Best
I figure if I...

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Recluse by dint of...

Recluse by dint of circumstance

He/him (ratty, scrawny,
and tetchy ugly villain)
scurried into dark recesses of hermitage...

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DAYDREAMER

That's me I am a daydreamer I love to daydream,
about what you say, about life, about goals, and...

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A Couple Of Writings.

Beware.
You can.
Teach a new dog.
Old tricks.

I’m in love.
For the...

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the morning sun

I was hanging out the
washing
When I realised a fact
It just dawned on me
Like...

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Tense Past?

Someone in the group "Poetry Lovers" asked for ppl to...

I loved you but were we in love?
I wonder what could be the difference?
Were we entities with...

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Uncle Tom

Uncle Tom

Uncle Toms, try to drop a bomb,
By doing felonies, intentions to bring me to my knees,
Think...

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Hello.

Her looks hotter than a summer sun.
Her temper as dangerous as a loaded gun.
I will tell thee...

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PEN FINCH

PEN FINCH


Carving his totem out of a bar of soap was effortless. Like killing Time.
His buck knife...

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So Quietly Hums Society

Extensive extenuating circumstances
turn certain glances sideways
Proving crime pays
...

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The. Colour. Of. Time.

There. Are. Blue. Pills. In.
My. Head. With. Me.

Expanding. Out. To Eat.
My. Brains...