Category: Excruciawaiting
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WRITE ANOTHER WRONG
I sit here missing youYou’re there being miserable He dont make you happyBut you wont take and have me You say we’ll get coffeeI wait for you to call me I sit myself aloneRead what i wrote Hope one day my homeIs yours to roam I carve poemson rolling stones Hurled in to a whirlwindIm…
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TAKE. I CAN TAKE IT
. To praise you is painlessTho i pay with enslavement Its my favorite
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YOU ACCEPT THE HELL OF THE EXCEPTIONAL
you dont mind being kindEven tho im kinda out of my mind
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YOU BROUGHT WHAT CANT BE BOUGHT OR TAUGHT
What have you got?Thats got me so got?All of my thoughts Youre a soft onslaughtthat i want i am aloft, my whirlwind,as you waftyou have no lawi am in aweI have been robbedOf turning it offpoetry non stop You unknowinglyconstructSince the momentyou struckInterrupt and eruptYouve ownedmy inspiration. And i cant get enough.
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THE WORLD IS NEW
AND BEAUTIFUL
THANKS TO YOUYou rock the spot So hotEverything stopsCollapses and rotsAnd a new earth justpops orat leastI’ll tell you what no one”s evermade methinkthatthought
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YOU WROTE ME
A TWO WORD
PERFECT POEMYes. Let’s.
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ARTISTS HEARTS ARE
THE FARTHEST
FROM DARKNESS.Ok So we are positioningeach otherAs points of lightTo escape The delusional occlusionsOf ourChaotic lives As the world goes madAnd our associates demoniseAnd ghoulify I sit quietlyHanding youGlances of art So we dont have toFall into that cold dark alone Stop staring over thereWe have alot to share.If you care to dare. Dare to care?…
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I’D WALK THRU ANY DOOR TO ADORE YOU MY DEAR
thank you for the breif respitefrom grief and spite we need a breakfrom feeling broken my hearts been flayedbut i left it open let it soak in deep emotionand let the poems flow as an endless ocean this theres so much painthat i wont mention you make my daywith a moments attention sometimes the alonefeels…
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MAY DAY MY DARLING
“if i diethese were the messagesfrom the bottleof my sinking ship” she said “everything could be anythingright?” Anything is everythingMy cryptic mystic mistressDont dietill i get to lookin your eyesand feel the weight of my wordsunder the pressure of your immediate beauty.
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THE SCIENCE OF
SIGHING IN SILENCEA little reflectionA little attentionA little affection That we never mention