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 1,000 miles away from here, inside myself. That dark, dark place where the red pills do not work. But sometimes the red-pill i... [read more] |
 DON'T MY LOVE Don’t pull me in, if your heart I cant win Do not say all the right words, just to take me tonight Do not... [read more] |
 Would that I could wax poetic Maybe I wouldn’t be so pathetic I’d wrap your heart within my charm Assure you that I mean no harm The l... [read more] |
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My roses have died it seems and I appear to not be able to care. In a way, that alarms me more then their actual death. ... [read more] |
 I think but I have no real ideas.. ...swirling thoughts I feel but without feelings, ....wounded heart I try to Love, but am unsure what lov... [read more] |
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The Day An Eagle Wept Mother's kissed their children goodbye Father's got ready to earn their families keep the day beg... [read more] |
 feeling alone deep in the abode embracing tomorrow hoping against hope patches of redness seeming to bruises looking restless on few days... [read more] |
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Flat space of deafening silence inside and out Gravid emptiness between the bustling of the leaves And the humming of the flies so quick to... [read more] |
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what is it in your belief that sets the rest to feel unrest? what is it in your faith that makes the globe to separate? what is it in your m... [read more] |
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I was sitting along the corridor entree Awaiting my colleagues for a grand spree Struck by and by an image who passed by And sited beside me... [read more] |
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His body slumped; he came to rest, His last breath wheezed out of his failing chest, His limbs became limp; his body became cold, His heart... [read more] |
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Did you really feel it, Bob When you quoted the ancient scripture "I am death, destroyer of worlds"? Or was this feigned sympathy After your... [read more] |
 Oh Mr.Lamp, you can't let us fall; when we're in darkness you shine on us all. When I'm alone and I just need to see, I'll reach for your li... [read more] |
 Wake early in the morning Sometime pray, sometime not For similar seem the days Like night - or light. Walk or commute to work After some l... [read more] |
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To see you cry is the hardest thing Knowing that you are feeling such great loss I may not have a grandma, but you don't have a mom and I do... [read more] |