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ThE briCKs iN oNe'S hEad

I hAve cuT aLL mY handS On thE
eDges oF sanitY
nObodY oNce saiD hoW shaRp
tHey woUld...

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" BURDEN TO BARE...

Keep painful secrets to yourself

    " BURDEN TO BARE"

Shame is a pain that's
carried for life,
the sudden hurtful
memories
leave you...

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Someone say cheese?

If you see a rat out in the day,
Either it has become accostomed to the light
Or the light is...

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~GALAXY~

~GALAXY~

My heart's desire, for you
To want me the same
I imagine us entwined
Floating on air...

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Keep going

Keep going

A heart can be damaged but yet it still beats
A messy house is ok it doesnโ€™t have to stay nice and...

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~ Walking Your Own Path ~

~ Walking Your Own Path ~

Never has your inner peace depended upon
What others might say
For it is within those...

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AMBER NIGHTS

five seats...one filled, amber
bottle
distilled
harmonies played, thirst
...

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Kill Them With Kindness

Dedication to Greg , " A real poem"

POEM - 03 NOVEMBER 2021, 05:22
Purpose

Robert Grove

Start your day with...

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Two Jobs.

I catch the early morning train.
Once onboard i sniff a line of good cocaine.
It wakes up my...

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Venus

Venus

A jewel has
set upon a star,
a pure heartbeat pulse
that floats bright
upon the...

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Probate

Lonely houses

Probate

A broken clock is ticking again.
Empty rooms once more measured by incremental sound.
Muffled...

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Purpose

Start your day with goals
remind yourself of purpose
be prepared to win

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Iโ€™m not

Iโ€™m not

Iโ€™m not putting up with you Iโ€™m simply being a good friend which is obviously something youโ€™ve clearly...

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THE DIPPY CHOOK

The dippy chook doesn't cluck like other chicks do
Confused the poor farmer with its bark like moo...

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Can you believe it? He had...

Idek know man. Eggs and stuff

On early weekend mornings, let your people crack casings.

On these early mornings, let your people...

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Shy

Shy

Until the very first time
when
she let him see her
naked
She would...

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Three wooden chairs ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•

Three wooden chairs ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’•

A trio of tiny tots in all steps and stairs

Sat by their Mothers bedside hesitatingly, saying...