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                                     Sleep sweet sorrow for there is no tomorrow.
Awake the joke of joy! Are you with me boy?

Today the slaves play, while still the masters prey!

Hell's "Happy Birthday" blues, pay off in weight.
Nothing is as Everything is. You are "In" Yes (I AM).

Who are you? Not so blue, not so read.

Speaking silent thoughts on closed lips.
Kissing with fists, Coward or Conqueror?

Spin it out. Break it out. Box it up. Pack it up. Fix it up.

Breaks you down. Face like a clown.
What's painted outside and what underneath?

But I Can See! I Can See!

Do you know what this means to me?
To watch you breath and seethe on the air that makes you choke and wheeze.

What disease do you want it to be?

Who transfers the cost from the millions that have lost?
The game is the same today as yesterday!
Wake up and smell the foul play in the yard rancid and profound underground.

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  • JeannieD Hunter gold member
    December 5, 2007
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    Welcome To AllPoetry

    What an intense and deep write. The message in this is very powerful. Great job. Keep on writing! AP is pleased to have you here and we all hope that you enjoy the site. If you have any questions, just ask! The Greeter team is here to assist you.

    JeannieD