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It always lingers Nags even Scratching its brittle nails On the outside of my door Whispering Beneath the crack Between the door and its f..

Rum vodka whisky and blues Electric acoustic Movies and bad news No car no job couch surfing Got a bike then lost it too They can hear us on ou..

Shoulda drank before work...

I awoke this morning With hackles raised Feeling like a rabid dog I rose from my resting state And viewed the world The dead eyed stares ..

With a steady hand He looks into the eyes It was wrong from the beginning And he may have let things run on too long But there&..

His feet move deftly Swinging and shifting Ever so gracefully He has mastered the art form Captured the emotion behind the movement The spiri..

He blinded himself to the world around him Drove the brand into his eyes to take away the insufferable Oh the scars were magnificent And he d..

I am an angry heart Bleeding and seethingSometimes I let that take the forefrontI let it leap in front Of the proverbial busJust to splatter I am ..

He wanders down the dashed white line Feet following the thick stripes Arms limp he stumbles along Wondering which car will strike him first H..

have you ever been powerless?