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Soul MusicA Poem by beatles1189Music is to the soulAs a moth is to the eyeFloatingCuriously triggering senses of feelings divineTearingThroughout the brainWith the power to transfor.. |
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lifeA Poem by beatles1189Caverns of green growing in front of my eyes Closing in on my mind Strangling my thoughts and sucking my energy dry My bones bleed life which drai.. |
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The ChurchA Poem by beatles1189Alone sat the man with his hands in his lapWhen he heard ever so slightly a creak or a tapAnd when he looked upon this ghoulish soundIt disappeared an.. |
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Between You and MeA Poem by beatles1189Between you and meColorful butterflies adrift at seaCarry Memories that have once been lostFreezing in time beneath the midnight frostBetween you and .. |
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ManicansA Poem by beatles1189Magically misshaped mannequins rome the open fields in search of blood and ivory, as they spoon-feed life into the empty-headed school children thrivi.. |
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shamblesA Poem by beatles1189My life sits in shamblesBroken pieces beneath my feetI stop to smell the flowersWho introduce themselves to meTry to see through your windowBut emptin.. |
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