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A Poem by Mark
The infidel reads his paper expanding his knowledge of the
daily tripe, reading whom has killed who then turning the page he contemplates
the value ..
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A Poem by Mark
The naivety of my sensuality,
The hypocrisy of my sensitivity,
My arrogance towards humanity….
The sweetness of my sole seems to o..
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A Poem by Mark
What is religion
But a restriction
Of one’s own
imagination,
Where is peace
If the quest is without
Partial submission,
What ..
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A Poem by Mark
Rejuvenatingillusions
soothe the soul
buying
sorely needed time
sun
and moon passing shortened days
each
rotation lending credence.
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A Poem by Mark
an experiment, for the sake of competition
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A Poem by Mark
How I need to hate you,
Release from this tormented carousel..
But I can’t, I’ve tried, so many times I’ve tried…
Yo..
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A Poem by Mark
This was told to me by a friend long ago, different words were spoken, but the meaning hit home.
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A Poem by Mark
A single flame controls my sight
With darkness surrounding
Shadows gathering
My eyes open as diluted reflections become me.
In moving ..
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A Poem by Mark
Another day passes
Another shadow falls,
Light in its essence slowly diminishes,
Soon darkness will cover us all
This thought alone sh..
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A Poem by Mark
Do you see me; avoiding
sight
Do you hear me; speaking
secretly
To feel me you could not doubt I was there,
But would you know me?
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