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Love never dies.And it never ends.You’ll see all the people you loved here again.For we’re all connected by bonds that are strongerThan sister or mother, brother or father.We’re all playing roles for the growth of our souls.If you don’t succeed this time,You’ll get a new roll,And you’ll return til you learn what your soul intendsTo…
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I do not have to be afraid.It’s hard to bear in mind.But freeing when you just embraceThe journey that you’re on.The only thing to ever fear is something from inside you.Don’t let doubt corrupt your joy.Let your instincts guide you.They’ll never let you down, you know,Because your biggest fanIs a spirit that’s within you.Who paves…
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They’re mowing dandelionsOutside at my apartment.I’d love to save them allKeep them in a compartmentThey’re better used as medicineThen strewn into a bag.Chopped into little pieces when suchImportant roles they have.
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I wrote this expeditiouslyAnd edited suspiciouslyIn fact I did not edit itI just now started writing it.If you dig poetry I’d sayYou understand more than the lay,And that, my friends, is worth some praise.You’ll carry that right through your days.
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The poetry is just flowing out of me like magma from Pele. I can’t do anything but capture it as best I can. I used to be an idiot, But that was yesterday. Today I do not listen to A word they freaking say. They could tell me “Rise,” And I’d drop to my knees.…
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And songs, and I make art like this piece I made just for this post. I highly recommend it as a lifestyle. I am the treasure.I am the prize.The Universe loves me.And it never lies.My Soul is inhumanSo that would make meCompletely inhumanAs bright as can be.I am pure energy.It’s all that exists.The constant misschooling—It…
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The soul never makes a soundBut it is the loudest voice inside.Always trust your inner voice.There’s nothing fr’it to hide.They’ll always be right there for youAnd guide you through your storms.And be there at the end of daysTo keep you safe and warm.
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I’m on a creative tear right now, y’all. This makes 25-days straight of posting a poem on here and only because I must have missed one day awhile ago. I hope you enjoy it and keep liking and commenting. It means a lot to me. I’m not really this skin suit that you see with…
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My Dad’s a necromancer. But I am just a dancer. A man with plans to end the race Before they shoot the gun. I wish I could enlighten Everyone who’s frightened. There’s simply nothing to fear, my dear. God loves everyone.
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I love this life you’ve given me.I can’t believe it was this easy.I simply had to forget meAnd give it all to you. You’ve always been there guiding me.When I was vulnerable, hiding me.I love that you abide in me.All that I say is true.
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My banker is a wanker.A weird perverted spanker.I told him that I knew of thePonzi scheme investment.A necessary evilIt seems that most the peopleJust give those demons money, funnyJust to let them lend it.And charge enormous interest.The Bible is against this.
Musings of the Mad 