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Banging
on impermeable
Sound-proof
walls
Of
this hour glass,
Slowly
filling to the brim
With
skin scorching,
Suffocating
sands of..
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She is eight ounces of crazy,
Two tablespoons of wrecked,
And twenty grams of chaos -
Served up on a platter
Of unprecedented basket case
..
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Addicted
to your greasy death metal façade
Strutting
through with your mosh pit squad,
All painted
black with head-banger hair
Shad..
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Journeys don't always take you where you set out to go.
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As we sailed away,
Tides melding bronze
With vivacious
greens
And calm blue hues,
Spectacles overtook
senses.
Water came crashing..
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This is mildly satirical and political, so if you are offended by those sorts of things then this is not for you.
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He appeared to me in his strange way,
Leading with that disconcerting smile,
A maniacal laugh parting his half-moon fangs.
He spoke in la..
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Another "Devil's Highway" inspired piece.
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How long ago were those sun painted days we spent
Backs pressed against the long grass
Gazing up at the hanging red roses,
Singing to us of t..
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Because blood isn't enough.
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