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Futurrete,
bring your horse,
your stones,
your corpse,
reason while blind
glad I'm widowed
inceptum in a dream,
we end in lust.
Disintegr..
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i beg for reason ,
why disrupt the metal sinking into the ocean?
I'm not on the surface yet.
It's dry out here, a cambodian left me onlyabruise.
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" All of them are embryonic", I said.
As if that's a word.
As if it has an essence of it's own.
Where's my cigarrette?, Where's Mary?
" I'm timel..
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cannibal slopes, eh? you think i write unearthly diaries and catatonic sex stories? You don't know me. you think cuz i wear my celtic stitch..
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I am an entity,
not your battered nymph for an ephemeral pleasure.
My aptitude, not sky- high,
but greatly sheltered.
rock, boulder, feet in th..
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Sorry I'm notan averagefreak in bed,
your'e bolivia,
your lyric goddes,
your Zion
I've had wind to curse you
even when i didn't desire you blow..
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The poem speaks for itself
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Everyone of us has a mansion, but is yours inadequate of unreasonable space or an army of gold?
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MONSTER
My rubber duck catapulted itself, no more in the dreams of mine, the water, the bubbles soaking the tile, every square must be a po..
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spirituality and self at it's best
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