lyric
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You’re told to be reverent But never to whom A whim, an idea? A tired concept society moved past— Even if some haven’t moved with it? So I say to the masses, Never assume Is it reverent for faith To fill you with fantasy? Or noble to do ill In the guise of doing good?
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Alone is a mood I don’t feel like. I want it for naught, you know. But bachelorhood ever has shaped me Allowed me to wise up and grow. I’ve never thought much about aging Of what I will do when I’m old. And what of the war I’ll be waging? Will I take on those…
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Throw the kids against the wall. They’ll stick like glue— They’ll never fall— Good to get them out the way For vacuuming the floors Thursday. And while it’s only Monday now, We’ll feed them on the wall somehow, And even measure how they grow Upon the wall, oh how they’ll glow.
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I dreamed a lonely world that’s not Forsaken nor is stirred although it Does get kinda lonely in my head! The only issue, guv Well, it’s a— Bout the girl I love… I haven’t Seen a single hair of her in bed! Well she must have gone away I really hate she couldn’t stay …
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A sonnet daily ‘bout the whims of one A borderline neurotic sort of dude. Of broken hearts and broken wills, so fun! Of love left unrequited — unrenewed. It will keep you healthy Whitman says If you take your dinner in the nude. As for your opus, always edit, yes. For we should be improving…
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Speak to me in sky. I’m a sentimental guy. If we all take off our clothes We just might learn how to fly. Then you’ll find me in the Shallows. Where the Hangman works the Gallows If you want another guy Find the Cherub with the arrows.
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Kiss me here As I pull near No mistletoe Nowhere to go No time to think Nothing to drink Sober and clear So, kiss me here
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Devious
There’s something about that smile How it brightens up my day (Always) Something, for a while, I’ve really meant to say: A secret that we keep—we know— We just don’t dare to say. The distance is so vast between But I can’t stay away. Innocent on its face But devious at heart Cannot help predicament…
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I dropped I felt I’m liquid I melt I came You saw No blame Just awe If we Forsee The end Is near Then whom To tell Then disappear
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A man is a man, You can tell with a lamp— Diogenes says— But you’d call him a tramp. A dog is a dog If you bite when he barks For who is the man? And who is the mark? A beggar is rich For he knows more than you. Why should you toil, Or…
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Speak to me in poetry Whisper what you’d say to me Cross your lips into my heart Beauty, you’re a work of art Ever-after’s just awhile So little time to see you smile But we work with the gifts we’re given As long as we are one, we’re livin’ As long as there are breaths…
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Flawless
alternative, alternative rock, grunge, kurt cobain, lyric, micropoem, micropoetry, Music, nirvana, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poets, rhyme, rock, verseSometimes I think I’m flawless though I’m flawed. It’s just that I am flawed In ideal ways. My imperfections Endear me to God. But my idea of God Is Kurt Cobain.
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Autumn—While We Have It
Longing now for Autumn—for a Season so serene. Leaves litter my lawn and not a Single space between. Autumn bringing temperatures So varied and extreme It seems reality is blurred And everything’s a dream. But if I’m really dreaming When I wake what will I find? A hotbed here of Hell or just a World…
