Abstract

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Covering a bullet hole,...

Covering a bullet hole, with a bandaid.

Lies don’t hurt.
Lies are bandages.
What hurts is the truth.
The blunt force of the...

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Life.Goes.On

Life.Goes.On

If time were on our side, no one would die young.
And if everyone valued honesty, our parents would...

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Isabel's Mystery Spells

Isabel's Mystery Spells

Clear from the fog,
The hills sweat resumes
Pounding to the heart
On a clear sunday...

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The labyrinth

The labyrinth

Which way ..into the end..
How could one survive ..
such a busy place...
But empty...

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Abstract

Abstract

Start speaking gibberish.

Nothing has to rhyme
Just be specific.

Perspective,...

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PI

PI

How many tried?
No need to cry,
No one will survive.
Numbers don’t die.
Digits...

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A hypocrites mind.

A hypocrites mind.

If there’s one thing I hate it’s waiting on the crosswalk to turn green.
If there’s one thing I hate...

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Illuminati

Illuminati

Concrete carnival
Balloon animal zoo,
Apple bobbin mobsters.

Invisible cotton candy...

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Broken arrow

Broken arrow

Somewhat discontent,
In a previously thought
Certain fate.
Now a hazy state,
Of...

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Reading Out Loud...

Reading Out Loud...

Plus applying index finger as pointer guide
(take that Missus Wells),
who best not take...

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Long day

Long day..
Longer night.

Long game,
Out in the lights.

Long time,
Old...

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Radical Thinker

Radical Thinker

Ignoring the metaphorical line,
that allegedly cannot be crossed .
Into the wilderness , now...

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Kill Thee

Kill Thee

You ain’t got too be the same as me
You be free please don’t follow leads
Mystery and wisdom...

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One chance to blow it

If you only get
one chance
to fuck up
I just blew it.

Coin toss,
flop...

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Perfect world

Perfect world

Slipping away
from that feeling
of discontent.

No longer dismayed.

Slowly...

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World War Write

My pen writes,..Its an all out war.

My mind for the right.
Crying, bloodshed and gore....

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The scare crow

The scare crow at night..
comes only in spite,
of ones conscious,insight.

Like I had...