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That's the kind of poetry that makes Bukowski roll in his grave, sorry ol' pal
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I had a vision that I tried to shape into this poem, while writing, I realized how many perspectives could be taken when reading it, so enjoy it howev..
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I wrote this poem about the man we'd like to be and the man we pity, and the life line between them
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In this crazy world we live in, we lost the devil in the crowd of criminals that we are
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All the flaws that a humanbeing may commit are justifiable, you steal to feed yourself; to survive, you kill to live, but the only stupid flaw is raci..
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No country is to be hated, people are the ones who scar her beautiful face and make us hate each other, if we live in a rotten world, our kids don't h..
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To all of you out there abused and pushed into being someone you're not... even if it pays
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Feb 4th, It snowed in Boumerdes,Algeria, where I study, and since it's a city on the coast line, it was a sight to see, and a poem to write
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Life is not just what we see and what we can prove, and denial isn't getting us to the truth, so come and take a peek behind the curtain our minds sew..
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As I'm going through my desk drawer to look for the perfect pen, you're gonna have to bear with me a little and enjy
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