Mohl083
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is anything worth it?A Poem by Mohl083life is kind of like those carnival gameswhere you knock down a stack of milk canswith a yellowed softball. i could hand over a week's salaryto a snar.. |
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What is BeautyA Poem by Mohl083I don't want someone to tell me I'm beatiful unless they mean cover of GQ beautiful. Apure soul or heart the size of Jupiter-- People like that al.. |
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the key to happinessA Poem by Mohl083reflections from a year ago |
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The First PainA Poem by Mohl083Eros finally spoke to me Through a sledgehammer personified by A hop-scotching angel Who fell into my empty arms When I was.. |
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The Lost ButterflyA Poem by Mohl083When I was 19 There were few places I’d rather be Than on a college rooftop at two in the morning Sucking down Camels .. |
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Castlevania RevisitedA Poem by Mohl083Choirs would exclaim his name Through the halls of obsidian cathedrals While he impaled armies at sunset, Erecting a forest o.. |
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The Angels I�ve MetA Poem by Mohl083I have seen their faces. Not the perfect forms washed upon canvas By the Renaissance masters But crooked forms who pass unnot.. |
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Van Damme It AllA Poem by Mohl083I’d like to be so successful That when I’m a has-been I can wring some money out of Over-hyped cameos and poignant.. |
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My Friend�s New GirlfriendA Poem by Mohl083Over luke-warm coffee And a crumbling blueberry muffin In the university commons Jay b*****s about head games Executed by th.. |
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Heart of StoneA Poem by Mohl083You’ve left me to the dust And I accept it Finally. Why can’t I walk Down the path of memory Just once? For a.. |
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