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A Poem by Mark
The world tends to shape itself around our perceptions.
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A Poem by Mark
I was walking this morning, and it was hot! I lost my handkerchief that I'd stuck in my back pocket. Thinking about escape, and love,this just poppe..
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A Poem by Mark
as individuals we experience the roller coaster, but as a whole the human race thrives
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A Poem by Mark
memories are funny things
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A Poem by Mark
Sometimes starting my day at Oh Dark Thirty is a melancholy enterprise.
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A Poem by Mark
life transitions, it's the only constant.
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A Poem by Mark
obsession? true love? desire for control vs forever bliss... you decide.
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A Poem by Mark
Sitting on the riverbankno emotion, no friendwatching the red,as the sun dies again.Your promise was onlythe hurt inside my head.I knew I should've ca..
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A Poem by Mark
Have always loved Blues music. Thought I'd attempt writing some lyrics.
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A Poem by Mark
The scent of you, sweet and wetwarm carressed skin tastemixed with the smell of my saliva,I become your sweet animal.giving, receivingtied two into on..
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