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beware the fixed eye hunting bird with hooting call
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life was good
when we were young
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The ink is still flowing
but only draws a straight line
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who am i
to make this decision
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Cream colored dreams
float around my mind
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The pharoah owned his own farrow, and insisted we squires do pay our dues on time.
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one step forward two steps back
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Scratch/ Paint/ Spray
on this Graffiti Wall
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long gone are the sunflowers of summer
we love the striking profile of trees without leaves
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darkness over took the light
as my demise was put on hold
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The ghost writer is always lurking
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dear friend poet write what you might
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goodbye
I burned our book
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a soldier returns to loved ones
sitting and waiting head bowed in hands
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Inspired by a memory of my childhood past
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my guardian angel was assigned to me
by the Lord and Master of the sky
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hollow heart...hollow eyes...halloween is nigh
ghost around...silent sound...moves in secret space
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when your unfair
and not aware
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Who dares to venture
into the room at the top of the stairs
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The silver threads get more silver
as we all slowly mature so fine
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Nothing excites me more
than a hard working man
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The phone rings and I answer my voice you want to hear
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In my heart I plant a seed unknown to the mind what be
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The moon shines down on our homestead
illuminating the area with a silvery romantic glow
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feeling like a fire trapped in a wall of ice
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Performs in a circus ring Laughs and sometimes sings
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