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What I wanted most

What I wanted most

It was on my twelfth birthday it came.
In a black box with a red lid
properly packed by...

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full of it (4-1-19)

would I be full of it
when I'm drunk
when all my esteem seems to have sunk
into a sad...

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Journey Through My Mind

Journey Through My Mind

All you readers just beware,
I might come off a little weird,
That's okay just wait and see...

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GAMES

GAMES

I'm playing a game and waiting on friends,
to come and play and then resend,
but on...

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Trigger-Happy

Trigger-Happy

It was five minutes a game, and yet
within these smoking, bleeding walls
hours could flee,...

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www.geocaching.com?

www.geocaching.com?

Everywhere in the world
There are hidden treasures
Just waiting to be found
...

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Untitled

I'm ready to board the
train Standing at the station
​​​​​​Waiting on the corner is
...

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The non-beliver

"I do not believe
I do not believe in make-believe"

"At one time I too did not believe....

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The Short Burst Of Elation...

The Short Burst Of Elation Winning At Online Solitaire

One need not be David Copperfield,
nor a card shark/sharp, scrutinizing
random display...

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Brainstorming (For Me)...

Brainstorming (For Me) Generates "Writer's Block"

Lesson obstruction,
but more so an over
whelming flood of ideas
makes dredging,...

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Vroom Men Hood

Vroom Men Hood

Some dude from
vinyl city revs engine
of his dirt bike to the max
blasting the air...

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Controlling the addiction

Convincing , maybe fooling oneself
Inner convincing ,
You do it no more than anyone else ....

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SPARROWSONG'S WONDERLAND

SPARROWSONG'S WONDERLAND

I found something else to share...

If you like what you see or if you like what you've seen so far...

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Weekly Challenge (8/14)

Weekly Challenge (8/14)

In the dim light
You demand a fight
"Draw your sword"
My enemy roared
I turn my...

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Being artistic

Is being kind of loved.
Is being kind of gifted.
It's unspoken.
It's unwoken up from...

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The Men Behind the Mask:...

The Men Behind the Mask: Trench Warfare

Toe to toe we face our foes
As the tension grows they crouch low, coiled, they wait for the whistle...