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Down in the dungeons 😱

Down in the dungeons 😱

T’was a ghost so grey and ghastly, silhouettes of opaque white

Hovering hallucinations, in that...

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Conditioning Causes

Life conditions us
We condition life
What condition are you?
What condition is life?...

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Not a blessing

I'm not a blessing I'm a curse. I'm not a good person. I'm a drug dealer. I supply you with the poison that...

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none sense to the thinker

none sense to the thinker

so dull to a life
so dead to the eyes
so lost

so gone i am to the voices
so...

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Pain 24/7

Help 9 to 5

Drug dealers never sleep, neither does the emergency room, 9.1.1

Unfortunately counselors and...

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S.A.D

S.A.D.

Sex
Alcohol
Drugs

S. Your insecurities make you feel unworthy, so you...

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Sleep now my love.

I'm sorry I can't walk for you, just beside you while you're in pain.

I can only empathize and...

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My toxic trait

was loving you

My toxic trait

My toxic trait is loving and wanting people who don't even want me. I think its because at one point...

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Mortal Host

Depression can die
but will I choose to kill it
or help it survive

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I was Happy...

I was Happy...

I was very happy and I was perfectly fine
Until Social Services broke the Family of mine
It...

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Someday

I'm living for someday
it's a good change
I used to live for one day
that was very...

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Crisscrossed Thoughts

Knowledge is power?
Teach
versus
learn
Teacher or student?
Science...

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My Fault, Our Loss

Her love for me is irrelevant,
my love for her is relevant

Her love is gone,
my love...

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Racism

Through my whole life, I've witnessed war.
Not knowing why, or what for.
The people at the...

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Look again my friend

Earth Angels

Look again my friend

Look again my friend

Earth angels are everywhere, mine walked into work named Chalie Bear....

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Past is done

It is what it is

The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,

But some cannot let...

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I Spend Some Time in the...

I Spend Some Time in the cemetery

I spend some time in the cemetery
sounds strange but I know where I want to be buried
and...