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Colors
red the underbelly of something dying the blood coursing thru veins bulging the sun squatting just before darkness the billowing morning flags over the people blue the faded edges of forgotten places the waters once were the empty room with filled ashtrays “Gauloise Blue,” Robert Motherwell green backs with envy on the other side hoping…
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Price Of Perfection
Starvation makes you beautiful. Makes you fit and petite. These pills can make you look wonderful. Just take two five times a week. Soon we’ll all look identical To that beauty of the week. Our bodies will look wonderful. But internally their weak. Our clothes will fit remarkable. Our lifestyle will be sheik. We’ll all…
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When Im Gone
So I live Like Theres No tomorrow, and I smile everyday, Cause if i dont smile who will brighting up my day, I hide the pain and I stand tall, Cuz Real woman never break down and fall, Even through the worst times I’ll always know, That when its my turn to go, every1 will…
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Worthy Oppenent
pray to God I’m a worthy opponent Forget the future Stay focused on the moment What am I to do My back against the wall Am I gonna fall Ah hell naw! I?ma fight hard Harder than before Get’em in my clinch Take’em to the floor Make’em fight my fight That’s what I’ma do Get…
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Just because it?s different, don?t make it carry the burden of better or worse, Just be grateful that you got it, and store it up in your knowledge purse, Thank God for the powers, store?em up and disperse, For every sweet there?s a sour, for every blessing a curse, Get better or worse, quench hunger…
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Thought of the Day
The GREATest challenge to discovery is not IGNORANCE but rather the ILLUSION of KNOWLEDGE. Remember WE don’t know it ALL
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When All You Have Are Your Demons.
A man fallen from the edge of humanity. A speck in the food chain that’s too small to feed the smallest of mice or the petites of birds. A man left in mere nothingness, but surrounded by everything. The mail man smiles and gives him a nod as he stuffs his box with more unplayable…
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The Casual Air
I no longer need to speak to you When a nod will do. This is a paring down to essentials. Now the air between us is charged with a relaxed fervor. I no longer have to touch you Constantly like the collector who Holds a possession that holds him. When a spark brings a flame…
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some mornings
you surface like the returning drowned resurrected soft & beautiful swimming out of your dreams
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Patience
Patience It was hard for her to take care of herself. There was no drive No passion for herself. Her drive Her passion was Driven towards life Driven towards death Her annoyance towards the nagging To become part of something greater Pulsated through her rapidly She had to push the noise out She had to…