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From Whence ?Whence did thee depart the orbTo seek the pearls of Jobe ?Whence did thou retire to robAnd don the elder's robe ?Whence did thee run far ..
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Sliding into furyTransfixed by the schemesOf ponderous performersAnd ridiculous new themesOf barbarous intentionsUpon my settled self,With insidious s..
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Hiatusby Marshal Gebbie
Exultant in hiatus hovering Indulgent in this paused rewind, To Jubilantly rob the reaper Bleeding him of stolen time. I..
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Bad communicationIsthe scourge of the world,Interactive skills, bizarre at best,Are twisted, bent and curled.Cancerous perceptionsWith an eloquence ex..
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The consequences of your actionsAre yours to live with now,You make your bed to lie in,That bed of thorns your crown.The innocent intentionsAre there ..
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Ya gotta be proud of ya countryWhen ya wear it around on ya sleeve,Ya gotta be proud of ya peopleWhen they really know how to believe,Ya gotta feel pr..
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Thin She Looks...Thin she looks, like stippled wheatWith anxious eyes and crippled feetFlaxen hair and halting wayBut Jesus baby.. Can she play?A sire..
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AutumnalBlue haze is in the air at duskWet dew descends on grass,Sunset’s red striations touchHorizon’s clouds of glassA heavy silence per..
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A Solitary Rendezvous.When she walks past in her lovelinessDo your nostrils twitch and flare ?Do your senses swell with passionWhen you see her standi..
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Death by DrowningbyMarshal GebbieSurging through the life wayFeel the flooding all around,Wade neck deep in turmoilInundated, cold and drowned.A water..
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