Compassionate

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Dear Mother Nature

Dear Mother Nature

Dear Mother Nature,
I am writing you this letter, could you please do me a favour and make our...

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Lines Of Reality

" I compare thy to a prisoner who is captive held within the twisted lines of reality.
But there's...

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Desolate One Breaking Out

Desolate One Breaking  Out

I keep hearing women scream
in the dead of the domestic night light
I keep hearing women cry...

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The Man Behind The Lense

Let Me Tell You A Story About The Man Behind The Lense.
When I’m In Front & Center The Time...

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Replete with Colonial Army...

Replete with Colonial Army spirits

Two hundred forty two
(12.1 score) years ago
countless stripling soldiers
strapping...

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Brother In Calmes

Brother In Calmes

Wistfully, I call thee my Brother In Calmes,
We drift ā€˜mong the world, we hold in our palms
...

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Fortune

Fortune

All but none!
had teared'"
somewhere some"
and too know the grown...
is some...

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Where do we come from?

Where do we come from is the question you see
The answer isn't easy to me
Christians say Adam...

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A Big Old Soppy

A Big Old Soppy

He’s only as soft as clarts
Sympathetically warm
He wraps her up with cotton-wool incase she...

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Rebellious, subversive,...

I am rooted deep within a rebellious soul
I am still subversive though some nay think me old
...

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Vanessa Jones?

Vanessa Jones?

Superficially she shone like the morning sun
But inwardly & hid from all her friends
was...

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A poem for my bestfriend

A poem for my bestfriend

You look at me with sadness in your eyes,
But all I want to do is cry,
Because that broken...

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Peggy Lollita Bloum’e?

Peggy Lollita Bloum’e?

Rows of razzle dazzle ribbons
Braided in her mass of auburn locks
Coordinated cleverly with...

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Woman

Woman

Title - Woman
Autor - Rachelm Zikhali

Split ends
Broken record
Cracked...

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Poor annie Trotter

Its the same every day
at quarter to four
She walks out of the house
& She closes...

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The Stigma

The Stigma

THE STIGMA

Dare you open up, and talk, or does the stigma, rule the way,
it's time to stand...