The Unknown Sith
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THE ORTOISE IN THE AIRA Poem by The Unknown SithTHE ORTOISE IN THE AIRLife is anti-simple, un-numb-ness, nothing-ness, with speckled,scattered, and bedazzled moments of bliss that are either joyful .. |
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Thee murder of intolerant beesA Story by The Unknown SithIt's the decline of Western civilization and I am the last of my kind standing on this fully operational land mine. Encircled by blind snarling hyenas.. |
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impA Poem by The Unknown SithDormantly deceptive diabolically directed secretly secreting so suddenly slithering bacterial barrage that burrows under fragile flesh in infected mes.. |
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THE LITTLE DRUMMER BOYA Story by The Unknown Sith"Pa-rum-pa-pa-pum" I was the kid at the bus stop with high tops. When there used to be cassettes in a boom box. I was a Heinz 57' mutt with a bowl cut.. |
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MY MIXTAPEA Poem by The Unknown SithThis was originally written on a vinyl 8track cassette burnt CD and downloaded to the cloud but, dew to weight of my girth it came crashing to the ear.. |
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the boxA Poem by The Unknown Siththe boxI am less depressed I regress push demons off my chest I am my best under unwanted stress I've been here for way too long while I hate it I've .. |
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NINETY9LIVESA Story by The Unknown SithLife is too short unless you got a cheat code.... |
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ICARUSA Poem by The Unknown Sith"The greatest thing about you should always be your kids." |
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TIN MANA Poem by The Unknown Sith"no quarter given to an empty hand" |
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Once upon a time...A Story by The Unknown SithI can't sleep at night again. The little noids are loose from my head playing with the monster under my bed. The sheep are eating my sheets. I don't .. |
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