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There’s not a night hour dark enough There’s not a thunder crack loud enough
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Erotic melodic envisioned mission Amidst the mist of twisted listens
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Hated, underrated with statements unstated Semi-sedated with the blatant fakes created
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With words in stock muses do mock keys in front of me but still I’m locked
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Juxtaposed against yesterday’s laughter Stands tomorrow mocking ever-after
by Unforgotten
14 lines, 1 comment,
on Dec 16 8:43 PM 2008
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What are you thinking? He asked her.
by Unforgotten
19 lines, 1 comment,
on Dec 9 5:16 AM 2008
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by Unforgotten
40 lines, 3 comments,
on Oct 29 8:23 PM 2008
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Submissive individuals sit dumbed and still Flickering TV altars have some numbed to kill
by Unforgotten
14 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 28 2:51 PM 2008
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now drafted, hand crafted, perfect in form a fine design designed to weather life's storm
by Unforgotten
9 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 28 9:07 AM 2008
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by Unforgotten
10 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 27 2:11 PM 2008
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A titan writing with nite lights still frightened enlightened but despite them minds are brightened
by Unforgotten
15 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 24 8:55 AM 2008
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Glaring forward at the days to be played I’m still standing, demanding—never phased
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lost in the moment, former words cold and potent cross my heart hopin’, normal verbs holdin’, chokin
by Unforgotten
11 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 16 7:21 PM 2008
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Is there really a God? I hope so at least
A soldier at war--I'm fighting for peace
by Unforgotten
17 lines, 7 comments,
on Oct 14 9:24 AM 2008
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screaming echoes gripping the mind with each blow internal eternal sentiments follow wherever I go
by Unforgotten
16 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 14 9:11 AM 2008
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Listen! I’m not mad, but I’ve devised a plan. Fool proof to control the world in my hand.
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Failure fueling faith, while tomorrow holds hope
Redundant repetition of dreams rising to be broke
by Unforgotten
8 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 14 9:06 AM 2008
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There's been a depressing trend lately--
the turning of back on rhyming poetry
by Unforgotten
22 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 14 6:46 AM 2008
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My muse is a mocking tease--a rhythmic horde.
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passions penned--blood and ink spill...forgotten is the prophet--writing still.
by Unforgotten
2 lines, 3 comments,
on Oct 12 8:51 PM 2008
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reserved.... for fantastic flowetry
by Unforgotten
0 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 10 4:28 PM 2008
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I'd slap anyone who got in my face that guy behind me bitching--tell him his place
by Unforgotten
13 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 9 4:43 PM 2008
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youth is a religion from which one is always converted, a change, how sad to say, can not be reverted
by Unforgotten
18 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 8 9:29 PM 2008
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so if tomorrow never got here and this was the last thing u got from me
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this is the moment you’ve been waiting for! A chance to burn book and storm dorms!
by Unforgotten
24 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 8 9:23 PM 2008
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remind me why I rhyme--getting hard by the day my muse is mocking me, don't know what to say
by Unforgotten
21 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 24 6:50 AM 2008
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Standing in the chilling breaking waves I found peace.
by Unforgotten
26 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 23 8:29 PM 2008
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Forsaking faith, no confession for the priest
Truth is—music doth sooth the savage beast
by Unforgotten
24 lines, 5 comments,
on Sep 18 5:37 PM 2008
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standing tall, so small, wages a lone soldier rising after the fall, he holds a weighted shoulder
by Unforgotten
16 lines, 3 comments,
on Sep 15 11:48 AM 2008
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strange feelings, but I’m hanging—reeling ambiguous dealing, causing pain attempting healing
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injections of life lead the disease of depression rejected strife equaling emotional repression
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The disco ball spins, shining diamonds across an ebony floor. The bartender stands like a epic hero,
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