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    Upon my death, Which was quite severe, I entered a place I knew I should fear. I was fairly certain this place was Hell, For I saw no Gates and heard no Bells. I was slightly remised, I must say, To have met my fate on that day. All my good will was very spent, But around the corner was comi...
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    You don't feel like home anymore. You feel like an old closet, with coats worn too many times, unable to keep their warmth. They look healthy, hardly showing their ware, but the lining is tattered, and no good. You have others that suit you just as well, but you always use me, and I am batte...
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    You are in the morning: when I wake, my mind is filled with you; my heart is bursting with affections for you. I am so eager to be with you and to tell you all of the wonderful thoughts I've had during the night; and when the pain is too much to take, thinking of you soothes me. You are...
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    Masked in the sweat of passion, enveloped in this age old lust, my body moving with yours; its lovely you're the only I trust. Though I've been extravagant, with far too many a partner, I despise that under such circumstances you make your swift departure. I'm sorry, for my seeming ...
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    It begins: a look; an appeal to your sensuality. Blood rushes to your pale cheeks, making them incredibly more attractive. I wonder if I am setting fire to your insides as well. You turn your head, ever so carefully tossing your hair; those locks that beckon me. You stride away; just slow enough ...
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    On frail wings and tattered desires, I fly, or attempt such, and fall in a descent of fire. My pride is wounded, my soul worn, but the hair on my head has nary been shorn. I rise, to gain meager footing, and am abashed to witness a single soul: looking. What she has noticed, I am not sure, but he...
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    I'm a Christ follower; I believe. I do my Godly deeds. But when it comes down to it: I dislike the Church. Why? Because it always deals out hurt. It speaks of Righteousness and terms of healing, While behind closed doors not a soul is kneeling. Its a face, A facade, A house full of plas...
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    Somewhere, on a damp road in a dark forest lies, the traces of my last steps. Somewhere, in this wretched world, my soul wanders, reaffirming that I am inept. Somewhere, in that dark forest, where my body lies decaying, The Saints of the Trees are attempting a revival, saying: “Oh, ye, who a...
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    When the world crumbles, When words fail, When rules give way to chaos, I will stand and say: Such is life. Such is life. When ties disintegrate, When love wains, When all there is to feel is strife, I will stand and say: Such is life. Such is life. When fire consumes, When relief is ...
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    Oh, Fate. How you deprive me of her warmth. How my heart is worn from wading through this storm. How my tongue aches to speak these growing phrases. How my eyes burn from the darkness; never changing. Where has the light gone and will it return to my lapsing soul? I'm holding on, but I&...
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    When we were strangers, we spoke as strangers: Decent, Forbearing and Shy. We danced a stiff dance, sang a solid tune. Would we have sang with with vigor if we knew our death was soon? Would we have clung with much force, until our fingers drained with blood? There would not have been enough t...
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    I flew today: on the wings of corruption. In my double breasted suit I gave foul instruction. The winds blew today: scattering the Earth with filth. But I walked above it; towering on my stilts. My heart lies with the Earth; but my sustenance in he**. How I m spurned to action when I hea...
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    I am a human; With my emotions; With my insecurities. I am blessed, To always feel so un at ease. I am a human; With my ravaging mind; With my wandering lusts. I am blessed, To always feel distrust. I am a human; With my blanketing statements; My irrational decisions. I am blessed t...
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    There is nothing here. No, not a thing. There is nothing I have. Nothing to bring. There is nothing here. In my deep, bottomless mind. There will never be anything here. So I beg you leave me behind. Dance, Bounce, Run, fly. Do anything you have to, Just to get me by. There is a rhyme i...
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    There is a darkness here; A stigma. It envelopes, soothes; Ameliorates. It has a lucid tongue and an insatiable desire. It's only comfort is tasting fire. In it's wake lies A path of wasted limbs: Burning, charred; Begging for their master. But the darkness is repugnant, A hapha...
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    Encircling mediocrity is complacency, ignorance. Encircling (my) genius is fear, dissidence. Though I’ve long strived to set the precedent, I’m met with backwater ideals that are far too reticent. There’s a struggle in the cage And you, Are breaking free. Don’t worry about your lack o...
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    I feel the snow; cold as death. It’s coming down now, faster than usual. My footsteps, leading to this grave, are all but concealed by the powder; no trace of my presence. There’s a tree to my left, an empty grave, ready for a casket, to my right. She isn’t coming. Why would she? This tombston...
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    Humanity. We exist, or co exist, as some will define. We bundle, gather in masses. We congregate to a central theme or presiding idea in the hopes that glimpsing notoriety will propel us into some altered and elevated state of conscious; but we fail. Daily, we combine our efforts, exhaust our resour...
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    Somewhere, on a damp road in a dark forest lies, the traces of my last steps. Somewhere, in this wretched world, my soul wanders, reaffirming that I am inept. Somewhere, in that dark forest, where my body lies decaying, The Saints of the Trees are attempting a revival, saying: “Oh, ye, who are...
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    Lacking all motive (on account of such digression), I feel like I know her (this requires much dissection), She makes me want to die (she can see right through me), I'm just another passerby (carefully, she's moving), She sees the wear on my skin (and thinks she can fix it), She might...
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    If you wish to go then leave, depart. But leave knowing you take my heart. Not a portion, not a part, but the organ as a whole. Such a shame that your glory is not mine to behold. My faults coupled with your insecurities make for a maze, of sorts. How incorrect for you to assume I possess coho...
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    Prepare to propel into the place where I dwell: the idiosyncratic; my thoughts set to automatic, never stun. Be willing to run if you're wanting to live. Walk carefully, the bridges may give. The hinges of your mind will all fall to pieces. No matter your strength, you'll not halt my t...
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    Just because my heart is missing doesn't mean it doesn't sing. Listen,carefully,you might be able to hear it breaking. You're a temporary fix, not a permanent position. The only reason you're still is because you meet the necessary conditions. You satisfy me now but surely re...
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    Oh sun, how you deceive me with your perception of warmth. I pity the flowers and trees as they begin to come forth. Only at the end do they recognize their flaw, That it's such a mistake to come out before the thaw. They writhe and they twist in attempts to save their stems. But they fall...
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    In a fit of mortal passion and a bout of mortal rage, I struggle to find my footing, to rise to my age. On account of this occasion I will done my proper suit. On account of this audience I will refrain from all that is uncouth. It takes courage to stand this rigid, to appear to be this firm. I ...

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