Battle

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Salty Clown

Salty Clown

Back again,
​​​​​​Oh so soon,
An act that couldn't be true,
Who were you trying to...

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St.Banatina

St.Banatina

They rolled like the thunder companions of the wind , the Seethe and the slaughter , the damned become...

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Seppuku

Seppuku

Inviting wind midst blood and regret,
Shakes bough and scatters cherry blossom floret.
...

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The way I feel

Wet faced and alone Is this really how it’s supposed to be
No yet I’m sat alone even though those I...

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‘A chocholic !! In a nutshell’

‘A chocholic !! In a nutshell’

Soaking up surreal scenery
I stroll God’s countryside each day
A couple of miles covered...

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"Pick Your Side"

"Pick Your Side"

"Don't ever think you have this disease beat,
or it will knock you right out from under your feet,...

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"My Hand to The Father...

"My Hand to The Father"

"I am slowly,
dismantling my brain,
to find in it,
the start of this pain,
that...

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Light and Dark

Light and Dark

Sporadic in welt and sweat and stain,
Tongue enlaced erratic, profrane.
Riddles of latin...

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HANDS IN HIS POCKETS

Hands in his pockets and out in the rain
Another day wandering the streets once again
...

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Dawn

Dawn

Sitting all alone,
I look up at the dawn,
Am dazed.
By the beauty of the Orange bluish...

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Who was that

Who was that

He couldn't see me
in the slow rush
hiding to nothing
behind the mullburry bush...

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300 Spartans

300 Spartans

Earth and water for peace and yield,
Instead they meet upon the battle field.
Reluctant to...

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Our Mind Is A Mayday

Our Mind Is A Mayday

Rushing here, running there
Appointments to attend everywhere
Not knowing if one is coming...

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Blind

Blind

Blind Pain
Visual Hate
Mute Mouth
Screaming
Inside my mind
You...

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A Morning Of A Parent

It starts as soon as my little monster opens his eyes even though mine are shut and wondering why?
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Fight that plight

Fight that plight

His worldy possessions are in two black bin bags
Hes all layered up with what clothes he has...

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Guthred, Slave & Prince

Guthred, Slave & Prince

Ne’er was there a more worthy king
Born the son of Erik ‘Hardacnut’
He ruled a Viking army...