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I had a dog, Darth was his name best junkyard dog ya ever done seen He wore a mask but he had no shame and though he looked it, he wasn..

Broken, throw it away Old, a new one's better Outdated, upgrade Don't like your wife, forget her Plastic forks, paper p..

On my pillow I slept while outside willows wept Drifting in a dream, the storm outside went unseen In the morning when I awoke, the willow at ..

I awoke poisoned from a dream of the night as the breeze of life blew out of the unknown Blinds opened to infant light, as lies, dis..

To be true there are always two For a green hue you need yellow and blue Without darkness there can be no light There must be separa..

Through the tear in his shirt I can feel his hurt a homeless man' mumbles in my voice Stigmatized eyes I avert, knowing we all red blood..

Political correctness a term that makes me squirm It's simply a social way of teaching today manners that were not taught or maybe forgot ..

On the face of time are two hands although different both are right they are left, to mark falling sands Neither tells day from nigh..

In a mine, rails decline To the rock beneath From this hole, they steal the mountain's soul on this grave hangs a wreath To c..

Not to be lost, I pay the cost, pain slain, guilt's stain Numb, dumb, soon to succumb taking a toll, an escaping soul, through a gaping hol..