Conflict

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The Florist

The Florist

I love the aroma of bitter almonds
Crisp clear mornings
Clean paved paths
Flowers that...

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Uneasy Mantra Of Brinkmanship

Uneasy Mantra Of Brinkmanship

Intermediate Range Nuclear Forces
(INF) Treaty nixed, asper (gasp) infinite
wisdom (quite...

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Now it’s gona get cold

Now it’s gona get cold

Brr it’s mighty cold

The mercury bowl is full and alone.
Frost heaves the rocks up threw the...

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Matthew Scott, Whar Art...

Matthew Scott, Whar Art Thou Spunk?

Nobody, but yours truly
bore deeply and countersunk
his spontaneity satisfactorily
...

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A PLEA TO STOP THE INSANITY...

A PLEA TO STOP THE INSANITY Part Two

Money can be found in the U.S. to build 500 Million Dollar Border in the Middle East...

They want...

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Thick as Thieves

Thick as Thieves

All I sea are coloured people;
starry Knights and marbled Danes,
copper Rhodesians and gold...

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love or hate?

The look of love,
The look of hate,
You hold my gaze,
Yet I can't distinguish,
...

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what you Mean to Me

what you Mean to Me

what you mean to me should be plain for you to see
but the words will not come to me
For when...

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remember

remember

remember roadblocks
barricades blown-up shops
bombed-out hotels
the weeping rain...

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A Demons Instinct...

A Demons Instinct...

Between the devil and a human being, there's a crawling sensation beneath my skin,
Dry as a desert,...

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A night at the Opera

I am young
my tales unsung
Waiting for consistency
I long to be a symphony

...

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What I want

I know it's impossible
I laugh at myself, it's comical
I want to be a queen
But I'm...

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True happiness overriding...

The only time I feel truly happy is with my family, mates and in a females arms. 13yrs ago, my family and I...

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1:1-3 1

1:1-3 1

When I close my eyes I see you.
What do I see? I hardly know.
I hardly know you.
Just...

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How Grateful For Acute...

How Grateful For Acute Psyche Pain

Though psyche sundered and cleft,
sans like Earth bereft of moon
with wrack and ruin
...

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LOVE BREAKS DOWN (WHO'...

LOVE BREAKS DOWN (WHO'S FAULT)

Maybe it's you or maybe it's me
We are both to blame as far as I can see
Heated words were...

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Pythoness of Gloomy Swivens

Pythoness of Gloomy Swivens

From the bitter sweven,
awake tonight - I lie;

Meseems, thee sky singin' a gardyloo,...