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The
flavor of pain
And
its carnal fedor
Strikes
a minor chord
Echoing
Acidic memories
Sending
stinging shocks
To the
marrow
Of raw
..
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Bounding
over one's steps,
Not
far falls a tree with apples,
With
the worm that gets the bird early
Here a
bush in the hand is worth two bir..
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A
feeling that I can not describe is deep inside.
It
ligers, ebbs and flows
I
sighed, tears of blood I cried
The
sadness no one knows
It
..
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Everything
is a chimera
Mirages
of what you want to believe
Your
feelings mere reflections
Fantasies
that you deceive
It
doesn't matter if yo..
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As
your throat is cut
And
the last drop flows from your veins
As
your eyes close
And no
energy in your body remains
As you
mind drifts away
..
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To
judge, or not to judge, that is the decision:
Is it
better to suffer deemed injustice in quietude,
Or to
strike out against perceived offen..
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I was
sitting in my chair
When a
caterpillar came along
It had
beautiful white hair
But
one of its antena was bent wrong
It had
a red spot on..
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Naked
and alone,
So
many roads to walk
under
an overcast sky
Tired
to the bone
My
legs balk
No
tears to cry
Totally
lost
No
idea whe..
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When
you break someone's heart, how do you mend it?
When
someone doesn't value your gift, how can you send it?
When
someone doesn't want your he..
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In
Nepal there is a wall, where people go to complain
of all
that did befall them, in that domain
They
write grafiti there, pull their hair, and ..
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