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The pollen escapes the throat on the threshold of all she's ever known What more do these gods have to offer her? (A seat on the curb, waiting o..

"Sabado estupido," said Pablo the squire, "¿What good is el burro if he catches on fire?" And he rode into the night..

It's a sickness Breathe through the Thickness Make sure my blood Is on your hands * * * * * * * * I hold your heart Like it's nothing Jus..

I hate you For everything you've done to me I hate you All these emotions My movements slowed From all these years of devotion And I can't keep ..

The man’s hair was a fierce blonde, his skin bronzed. His body muscled from years of building the Grand Temple. Tattered clothes were all h..

You give me heartache just to take it away. You take my breath and leave me balloons full of air. Why can't you see? Why do you need me? Zalma..

Heres to the rubble, you rousers of trouble, take a bow, you little, red man. Take away all the sorrow, turn away tomorrow, hide your horns with ..

A poem about cocaine addiction.

How can I, How can I stop writing about you? When you, You are the only thing that doesn't make me blue. So hold on, hold on until I'm through..