Different

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EPITAPHS ONE EVERYDAY

EPITAPHS    ONE EVERYDAY

Rain-sodden epitaphs
drip from my language
spilling onto silent pieces
places without...

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Different

You laugh at me for because Im different,
I laugh because you are all the same.

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TWISTED TONGUE---- SPILLS

I Collect the twisted tongues
pierce them in an eye and with pin
layer the wall with the...

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Neon?

Neon?

Normal?..what’s normal?
Bombarded with diversity,
Racism, sexual orientation,
...

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THE HIDDEN BALENCE-------- ...

Don't follow me around
I still pray over the Angel we drown
hunched under deaths painted...

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HOW SOME INSTRUMENTS CAN BE...

HOW SOME INSTRUMENTS CAN BE PLAYED?

I needed a good laugh...

This is what I found while listening to the tunes...

I searched...

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Different

Everybody's different if you take the time to see. That nobody is the same including you, him or me. Be it...

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Incorporating the coporate

Incorporating the coporate

Writing for the top director
The song demanded situation analysis
In my perfect song, I paid...

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This thing called life

Maybe
I’m not
Cut out for it
This thing
Called
Life.
I wonder...

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Water

Water

I am obviously strange, possibly insane and most definitely a total wreck. I'm lost and mostly alone in...

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LAND

Chewed lip
bitten tongue
the past autographs
sluices out the fresh disease
...

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Paranoia

I’ve always kept my circle small, the friends I do have trust me I love them all. Loyalty is hard to find...

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RIDDLE THE BRAIN

RIDDLE THE BRAIN

Not everyone sees things the same way...

Not everyone thinks the same, either...

This is...

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Weirdo

Weirdo

Isolated
Alone
Stay back stare
Angery grown

Different from the rest
...

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Lipstick and a Bluebeard

Lipstick and a Bluebeard

I loved to show my feminine side by wearing short skirts and tights
Because I could no longer hide...

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not the man i thought i was...

Dust heated friends
why pray in my head
this altar is erected spaced before regret
...