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Who are you under all that skin? Who are you within that muscle?
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A neighbour hurts we're rushing to his side
response so quick some heads are made to spin...
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by right would be nothing yet the write within the mind
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It’s a strange joke, embodiment; so few of us really get it these days. After all, it was just an experiment...
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Molecule feet
More cash than vestibule
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Festive chanting; evasive flamingos; sordid delivery,
And all this for a pole on the testosterone grid.
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The Dogs of Andalusia Have no special wisdom.
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To explain everything requires trimming. What are the most basic explanations
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Thomas Hobbs says ALL is matter-in-motion.
It's physical, material, can be seen, can be squeezed.
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love is not about someone being perfect love is about you seeing someone as perfect
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What if there was no line, nothing wrong, nothing right,
by Cannibal Col
25 lines, 1 comment,
on Jul 29 6:02 AM. In Lyrics, Pain, Nature, Spiritual, Society, Thoughts, Dark, Life, philosophy, evil
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Desolate state of mind, this fate of mine
Mines blast, take me off the beaten path so that I can find
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Being in love is not a feeling
It’s not a sight, or an idea
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Okay, we will not look into meaning:
we will sketch our feelings
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There is no hell below or heaven above
Believe in rebirth, believe in eternal love
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No reverence for faith...
I do not deny.
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1. actually three related poems
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Drops of rain fall lucid to the rays
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You’d ask me who I am, and how I’d know.
You’d ask me what material weaves my soul?
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I am in the right state of mind
at the wrong place and time
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Right now I am building dams in deserts.
It is snowing in my beloved Outeniquas. YAY! And snowing in the semi-desert, on the other side
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I noticed a copy of Lermontov's A Hero of Our Time, which I read forty years ago. Pechorin is a “superfluous man” whose life is mea
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A man buys a new house
And moves in all that he owns,
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monochrome rush million droplets of passion slowly unfolding in lingered explosion
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Honeydew drips from the bottom of the sun,
and onto chrysanthemums leaves it lands
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I think I've died a billion times
so much for dying once
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Intangibly, a web of thought-silk forms from life; from death; from learning,
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Prompt: "We are always in our own company" - Nietzsche
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there are not words enough to fill the sky with how i feel
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Three desperate furies do comprise
The soul of this great enterprise,
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Mandala is calling, awaken and take his offer, and pursue your destinies calling.
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Once, in an impulse, proud and vain,
Most excess hair we shed away,
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So I sat it on my kneeAnd from sure death
-I read them free, These poems from unrememory.
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In a billion years we will have grown legs...
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"So who are you? Remove this mask, I must see!"
"My name is Legion, for "we" are Many.".
by Manic Reverie
37 lines, 2 comments,
on May 27 12:01 AM. In religious, weird, god, devil, demons, sins, legion, bible, satanic, philosophy, dark
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Creatures orbit sleep’s domain, Impish, elfish, scarlet-stained.
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Swirling, writhing, smell of swamp And fish and excrement,
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The ghosts who have no might nor gall
Do wait for beads of juice to fall
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Water floats to celestial heights,
gaining flight as wings of birds;
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Part 4: The River (the longest part yet)
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Love, mush, just gushing
when you were ten,
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Poetry is an echo, asking for a shadow to dance
- Carl Sandburg
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