Conflict

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All hope

There goes all bets

My horse just tripped

My bulldog limps

Long shift no tips...

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Focus

Focus

-Trapped in the depths of my mind
-time has no meaning
-like time stopped at dawn...

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Tired

I'm so sick of this struggle. Working all week, just to get a lil bundle.
I bust my ass, and though...

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dream to reality, hurt of...

dream to reality, hurt of formed insanity.

Hurt was the word introduced to me.

When I was little I didn't know what to believe.

I had...

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Lipstick

Lipstick

My life spinning

I am undone

Your smell injected

Bed is infectious

...

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The Window Pane

The Window Pane

The window pane

shows us what we want

But we don't know

Did you ever go

By...

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Volcano

Volcano

tremors tremble earth

summon the ash, and rise up

the earth has spoken

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CONGRESS RULES

CONGRESS RULES

No disrespect Congress...

The President needs to go through you for the safety and protection of us...

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Bitter Drink.

Bitter Drink.

This cup o' tea,

I could choke on it.

May as we'll be a cup

o' sand.

For...

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Wood Pigeon Rat-a-Tat Tat

Wood Pigeon Rat-a-Tat Tat

enthralled I watched

with wonder through

the kitchen window

feet stuck to

...

Art -

Manic

Manic
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My shattered dream

⏺️ Again I'm woken by your crow of anger.

⏺️You preach it would be better than today.

⏺️...

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Princess Kate.

Princess Kate.

Princess Kate.

It all went
when she banged
the door:
All-holes sex,
...

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Unpolished Lips

Unpolished Lips

unpolished outlines the pure kissing Heart Hollers bashfully brokered

but censures so seduce fully...

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WHERE IS THE CHILD?

WHERE IS THE CHILD?

A one year old was playing alone with a kitten in the street...

People called the police......

Poem -

There's no point in...

When u look at life

And forgive those who cause strife

It's an amazing new place

...

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Old Habits

Old Habits

We often stand at the crossroads
With four very different directions to go
And the one we end...