Poetry
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- Written by: soi-disant
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Grey skies reach a mist float over
A hero that dies another one to the list
The crying enemies the skreech
“we win we are the champions”
While others pull the arrow from the heros eye
He can look to sky but will only see a blur
He has a heart no more
Rain
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Grey skies reach a mist float over
A hero that dies another one to the list
The crying enemies the skreech
“we win we are the champions”
While others pull the arrow from the heros eye
He can look to sky but will only see a blur
He has a heart no more
Rain
Read more: Could the Hero Die? Really!
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- Written by: soi-disant
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1924
Are we in for a treat
The sun beating down on us
Heating up the ground we stand on
Electric no wonder
We worship and build a shrine
Electric sunshine beatin down
To the inside of bones
How I love you in my back
On my mind
Electric sunshine all round my throne
Everyday
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- Written by: soi-disant
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1899
That look you give me
I’m hooked
is it for free
Can I keep it soft and warm
Its like the perfect moment of bliss
Everyone loves to be wanted
And that look you give me makes me feel we’re bonded more than most
You flick your chin up
Pout your lips out
Flash your
Read more: That Look You Give Me
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- Written by: soi-disant
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On the road again. Going to another place. Cant settle down it seems. Lets just visit another town. This is the place it will be. Hopefully maybe we’ll see. There will be grand gestures from tall giants made of brick and sandstone. I wish they could help me feel less alone as I travel on
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The moon shimmers on the waters still surface
It makes it appear like a ferocious ocean
The shadows create a hundred mysteries
And a hundred more stories
There are ships locked in great battles
Under a glimmering white light
The are captains misreading charts and maps
Under the dark of night
The moon lingers on
Read more: The Moon has Secrets
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- Written by: soi-disant
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When you move you see it. The excess. Too much stuff as Eric Bibb would say. Or was it Taj Mahal. Both great incidentally. We mechanically recover as much as we can and store it all in these houses that we come to adore. What significance each man made plastic or metal or wooden object
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- Written by: soi-disant
- Category: Poetry
- Hits: 1925
Facing the abyss the deep crevasse that runs down the length of time into infinity and beyond. The looming sense of separation that entrances and awaits us. The eternity of life with the loss of the loved and past betrothed. Consequences cannot be stopped and or foretold but whatever because we we live forever. don’t
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In the heat of an awkward moment call me a cunt and we can laugh until our sides split or we realise that our beloved forever betrothed and disgusting mothers would wash our mouths with soap if they could only hear us now. they hold us too tight.
Wardour street fills
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- Written by: Vangoman/ Dan Van Fleet
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And so it begins dastardly deeds rolling up the desiderata to light fire to weeds.
Ego’s firing a shot from a lonely dark room to injure the innocent children not born God looks down on you in disarray wondering what happened. That was not the
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- Written by: The_Unwanted
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A Bridge You Will Never Burn.
I will be the rock to your troubles
The shoulder to your tears
And I will always be there
As we wander through the years.
I will hold you up and give you strength
I will wrap you tight within my embrace.
I
Read more: A Bridge You Will Never Burn.
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Faced with an enthralling desire. Mustn’t touch Must Not Touch! Chop off my beautiful useful hands and toss them unceremoniously into the fire. They will be forgotten more quickly this way. The pain is physical but similar in the way of a breaking heart. The heart of the problem is change choice and new acquaintance.
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