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This is not mine, Alan Moore wrote this. I am adding it here for context to my last poem. Definitely read "Batman: The killing joke." I absolutely lov..
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a man with a flashlightto beam my path acrosson a path of one insanity, to anotherensure no missteps, it would be a deadly dropa man behind mewith no ..
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your favorite order,from the chinese place on the corner.and wooden chopsticks,because plastic wasnt worth the call.i remember each beautiful moment, ..
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there comes a point in time,where you're faced with Frost's familiar roads.it seems i blazed through though, with my eyes closed.unaware of which way ..
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you can pretendthat theyre not really goneand you can fendoff those memoriestelling yourself it wasnt that longthen you can wake upand absolutely noth..
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i would not say i am neighborlybut always sit around for cigarettes and teaand i might say what seems accordingthose patterned conversations, i breath..
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bay doors rip and clash into an open positionwith blaring alarms flashing their concernsred strobes, personifying, my otherwise pale facelooking down ..
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it seems my time is upas i pause the moments i havetheres no more quiet mourningno whimper, as I ready for my tollingas i put on my finest suita busin..
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if you go down my streetand take a left at the signage(stop)follow past the dead end, where they end upyou'll find something specialpast crack dens an..
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we all moved onsome faster than othersand i know nowwe wont be loversi dont carewhat we saidas long as your happyi cant be hereyoure with himwe cant b..
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