Realization

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~ The Saddened Shores Of...

~ The Saddened Shores Of Insignificance ~

In the throat of the lobster
I spy a clinic full of cynics
Fishing just off shore
Who...

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The A to Z of Death

O man, why do you fear the moment of Death?

The A to Z of Death

Are you the body that is sure to die?
Or are you the one who will go into the sky?
Why don't...

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I can’t Hear You

I can’t Hear You

With change I hear the monster less, however the monster will always exist.

With change I see the...

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Spiritual Love

Spiritual Love

It's been a long time since I loved you,
but the same as it always was, very beautiful,
not...

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The Older I Get

The Older I Get

Sometimes I wish to return to correct what I forgot,
but I can not, it's gone, relentless, I have to...

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Don’t cut a cake! Awake!...

Don’t cut a cake! Awake! Your Birthday is Fake!

Do you cut your birthday cake?
Do you know your birthday is fake?
Don't continue to make the...

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Of Time, That Is ..

It seems we spent far too much time
talking about love
that in the end, we simply ran out of...

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Refurbished

Refurbished

stained wood
waiting to be
refurbished by hands
that can take
the past
...

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Enough To Make Your Eyes Water

Enough To Make Your Eyes Water

Standing at the bungee jump was a nerve racking start,
similar ike trying to saisfy all the strings...

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The Eight Deadly Sins

The Eight Deadly Sins

Yes, that's right - the extra one shall be nameless,
however, it should be remembered you're not...

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Barking Trees

If trees could scream bloody murder there would never be a silent night.
Kill the forests for what...

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YOU DON'T SEE . . . ...

YOU  DON'T  SEE . . . . . . .

You don't see the sunset - I've seen it before,
is it possible that nature could become a bore?...

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SEND IN THE CLOWN (S)

SEND IN THE CLOWN (S)

Isn't it rich? Are we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground and you in mid-air,
send in the...

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The Peasant

The Peasant

Someone who lives right out in the 'sticks' or similar,
devoid of culture, I've been there, said it...

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Purpose

Created to create

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~ I AM NIGHT ~

~ I AM NIGHT ~

It is in the subtle margins
Of my befuddled soul
Where, I sometimes find,
That I,...

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MY REFLECTION

"WERE NOT THE SAME"

MY REFLECTION

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