alan khan
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good old fashion misery.A Poem by alan khangoodol' iceychill coupled with isolation. boiling anger and madness the enjoyment of agitation. it's not so far you know from the tyranny we've.. |
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iMachineA Poem by alan khana machine. void of imperfection.void of the pretense..unaware of iT's affliction.. the affliction of order.a condition rarely seen. it's perfection st.. |
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unA Poem by alan khantrue.the tender grimeand razor sharp disbelief cuts through me likedaggers through tender flesh..but i've also given up.faced the night and fear not t.. |
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project/cityA Poem by alan khanIWe've no prairies nor fields, nor heavens to speak of...no kindred spirits sharing ancient secrets. we've only stripped down wagons, from wars long p.. |
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peace.A Poem by alan khancrazy is it not?to dream and bathe in peace and tranquil.the stillness of silence may be overbearing for mostto some, the select few, we can bask in i.. |
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unwarented guilt.A Poem by alan khanand even then the sick churning boils in my pit. because everything is as it should be.. i succeed in whatever i choose just as easily as i br.. |
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para/doxA Poem by alan khanthe fermentation of hate...when i see the world i see a vast and lushand green planet.a wonderful sphere of warmand robust energyhousing wonderful cre.. |
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wakeing.A Poem by alan khanslightly scummy musk hangs over your breath as you takethe first of the day.the chill and holy rays of sun peak through your diamond covered window.fa.. |
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helloA Poem by alan khaninspiration transcendstime and sentiment.it's levels of mystery travel far beyond the reaches of emotionor burning madness.it remains untouched by unh.. |
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detox.A Poem by alan khanthe bitter rank of unholy joylinger through the air as the three days close.he is unexpectedly thrilled to see them go.he began that journey with star.. |
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