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"Nobility is dead", I sobbed in front of the mirror, yanking at my hair in a desperate frenzy. The crusades are long gone, I cannot even gain knighth..
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In the middle of the wasteland
Where Giant was their God
they called him lord and master
and the people were his slaves.
They payed him all hi..
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Like the light blue butterflies
I keep, pressed cold in unmarked tape,
Or the wilting flowers, I
have left within the vase.
It hurts too much to..
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Is the meaning too cryptic, too obvious, or just right? This is a rough draft for contest.
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With sweating handsAnd hips to swayA haunting danceFrom dusk till dayHer crimson lipsStained red with wineMy bony handsClasped to her spineThe guests ..
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The most noble thing a man can do is die for crown and country;
The second is to fetch some wine, for his majesty is thirsty.
The third and fourth a..
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Veins on my hand
lines on my face
rips in my skin
scars on my breast
Scars in my mind
rips in the lines
veins in the scars
all in my mind
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Hungry in a barren desert I had an apple tree,But all this land had naught but that, and nothing new for meSo wish I did for some great rain, to make ..
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Flooded waters, sunken
holes,
Fumes from mountains
burning coals;
Houses, buildings: disarray,
Crumbled idols made
from clay.
What ..
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Floating alone on the waterwayI could not see that my hair was greyHow long did I wait, to see some dayWhen the sun would shine again?I could not feel..
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