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“When fever breaks the spell you will be found Alive and so unwell out on the ground And when you come around you will ignore All the reasons you were there before.” If you have a tumblr follow me there. Sometimes I post exclusive stuff there.
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I believe in Fate If it won’t make me late For this important date I set So just save me a plate. I guess there’s no escape. The one who soiled the drapes Is caping for a former man With mouth and ass agape. So take what you can take The rake, for goodness sake…
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This song is about a Paedophile who runs an Orphanage like a dictator and a young boy seeking something better. He’s for the childrenOh what a manStan. Stan would always love the childrenAny way he couldStan would stand them in the cornerPantless Stan would send them into townTo scavengePick the pockets of the rich andDumb.…
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Nothing’s ever gained without some risk And nothing’s ever lost that wasn’t loved. So love with every ounce of soul you have. For life is far more fugitive than love. Though permanence is very real, indeed. We are all immortal by our nature. Just perhaps not the way you think. Nothing made of any of…
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Hark, the bell is tolling for us all. For we allowed the wicked to succeed. The world we’ve built is destined soon to fall. For we’ve allowed the greedy men to lead. And they are greedy purely for greed’s sake For who can be fulfilled extracting more From this Mother Earth than she can take?…
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Wishing for a meteor To strike me from above I long to leave this world of woe I lost all that I loved. I never had a lover though A fucker though for sure It’s not like Polly Harvey was Knocking down my door! This song is referring to my obsession with Polly Harvey. I…
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I thought about you once, one day, A fleeting curse of mind— It’s funny to me, removed today I could ever be so blind. I’ve give up everything to be Free from any record Of everything you’ve done to me I’d give up every second I ever thought to spend with you Colossal waste of…
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Yearning
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Your eyes Are the miles between us And your lips, My eternal seduction. If Shakespearean Verse is more your thing, have a go through the sonnets I have on here. You can easily find the next one by searching the number of it in the series. ex: search: ‘two’.
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Your beauty…
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That it could quickly be arranged That we could soon become estranged If I were drunk enough to count. Alas but I am not And all the wrath that it has wrought! Too often I have thought It more important to surmount The question of what’s really there And if we’re Fred Astaires, Dancing on…
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It seems a long, long spell. With what shall ye fill all the days? It’s way more fun in Hell. Ye may have evangelists, Or wait a minute … no, But we’ll have Jimi Hendrix here In Heaven down below. And we will all have jam sessions With he and Kurt Cobain. Ye will still…
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The Banjo was Black…
black, black culture, black opry, country, country music, love, lyric, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poetry community, poets, rhyme, sonnet, verse(West African Origins) Until they stole it, Told Blacks they can’t use it. And then they stole Country Would not let them in. This is how Rhythm and Blues was born.
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Girls are frogs AND Men are hogs IF Cats are dogs WHEN Life’s a slog AND You should know IT’S Time to go WHEN Wind doth blow AT Ten below THE Time is now TO Show you how TO Dis-a-VOW The rich some-HOW
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Gaia speaks in the whisper of the breeze. Tune in to the rhythm of the spirit of the Earth. Benjamin Stone
Musings of the Mad 