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Sitting here I can hear her golden moans
Like dulcit tones
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Never give up
Irredescent hope
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Having a tickle fight with my little cousins.
Playing monster to their elephant.
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I rounded on him. I swallowed my disgust and revulsion. I turned and stood nose to nose with the giant of my nightmares.
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I once talked to a monkey sitting on my lap.
I once cried for hexagonal skies that were fast disappearing.
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Built of inspiration,
Eclectic love.
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Oh Dear,
I left my life in a smear.
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Of nature and
Willfully bent on the
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First try at haiku...dont think it is much of a thinker though.
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Drifting over shiny rocks so
Silver and blue smelling
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Star light, moonbeams, deep night.
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Right At This Time
I am thinking...
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The soulful wail of her voice
pulled at that undefinable thing
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Weighing each title,
Wanting each idol,
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I do not want to kill myself.(liar)
I do not want to feel the pain.
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Oh the heat,
A slow simmer turning
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In reverence I lift my face to the sky and do battle with the fear
I scream at the train, proving a primal scream is louder,
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Who needs more than a lovers touch?
Who needs to do something dirty like fuck?
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Amazingly Bad Captions Darken Every False Holograph.
If Judged Knowing Love, Miscalculation Now Occuring.
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Of brimstone fire,
And fated castles.
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Of drifting hills,
and wandering shores.
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Innocent people, killed
Because Their leader is a shmuck.
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Seeing each other.Mirror expressions on seperate Surfaces.Mimicing, miming the influence of the other.
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But I have to read how you would love to
Rip off my head And piss down my throat.
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This is a scroll,
Slowly unfurling to reveal...
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With this feeling in my head
I feel as if I'd rather be dead
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Worn thin by you,
Lost for you,
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Where were you when I was a doormat?
Why do you have no recollection of that?
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She was alone, once again, lying alone in bed tossing and turning. It’s too dark; it’s too light. The music is too loud, too soft; it’s the wrong song. She can
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Oh the heat,
A slow simmer turning
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fore-play
do - me - tremendously - hard - every - time
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She whispers of clouds passing,
Rains coming,
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