Ambassador Topic -

The Soul

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Lesson

Sometimes I'm scared of my reflection, and sometimes I feel like I can't find my direction, it doesn't...

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Just like you, Much like me

Just like you, Much like me

Up there where you live
Sky is diamond site

Sun is shining bright

Just like your...

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THE FUNK

THE FUNK


you are not very much yourself today. all your silent games are itchy-
and when your...

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Liar Liar

Liar Liar

All I know is
There's castles, then there's cradles.
There's hands and then there's ladles....

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A painting

A painting

I wish I was a painting
Looked upon with such beauty & admiration but never affected
A...

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Lights, Camera, Action

Lights, Camera, Action

I'm sitting here, contemplating over my movie selection, should I watch a western, or something to give me...

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The Dazzling Balcony

Through my own Way!

The Dazzling Balcony

All these years,
Have been great to me.
All these months,
Have been a treat to me....

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Individual

Individual

Do not listen to people, and what they may say, everyone is unique, and different in they're own kind of...

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Trippy Time

Trippy Time

Something about time? Why does it go so fast, or why does it go so slow? Why does the music blast? I just...

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Outcast

Outcast

In his point of view, do not toy, on what he's trying to do, sometimes he vision's on a futuristic view,...

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BOOKS FOR DUMMIES

BOOKS FOR DUMMIES

Instructions for Dummies...

I thought they were just trying to be funny...

BEAM ME UP...

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THE GLITCH OF YOU

THE GLITCH OF YOU


Made of cotton nettles, the piffle of your outrage.
Draped in molten steel, an iron cloud...

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R.I.P. Kona

R.I.P. Kona

She chased squirls, and geese, now she is with God to R.I.P. I already miss you Kona, today I need a tissue...

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Clockwork

Clockwork

Getting stoned since 7th grade, I will laugh, and I will behave, what if we just reincarnate? Wake me up in...

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Worth It

Worth It

Practice makes perfect, nothing is more tragic, than thinking your not worth it, it's like trying to read...

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Above The Ground

Above The Ground

I woke up early, but I slept okay, I don't rememember what I dreamt, the tree will never timber, until all...