The Thracian : Writing

Propaganda

Propaganda

A Poem by The Thracian


I placed the title with the piece because it is a part of it.
Origami

Origami

A Poem by The Thracian


Ce n'est pas masculine! equates roughly to: It isn't virile (only virile is written as if it were feminine)
Wallowing in weeps.

Wallowing in weeps.

A Poem by The Thracian


The grave keeper holds no truth above the head of the dead. He does hold the light bearing candles like Lucifer, guiding his own perception to epit..
Pogrom

Pogrom

A Poem by The Thracian


BlahBlah. This isn't about SEX. SEX is not the subject of this piece. It's about high fives. I think.
Smile wryly after life's sinistry.

Smile wryly after life\'s sinistry.

A Poem by The Thracian


Something that is drawn indescribable with words; the curse of needing to be mute in the wake of terror. Drawn mule trying to stare down his ow..
Give to me, liberty.

Give to me, liberty.

A Poem by The Thracian


I separated the title for the meter count.. Mouhaha!
Clownish prelude...

Clownish prelude...

A Poem by The Thracian


Rawr. Bite me.

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