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Walking Alone
Walking alone in the cool gray light of morning, silently stalking my elusive thoughts and not quite caring should I find them or not, it suddenly occurs to me that morning is not a time for...
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House of Pain
Go into the house of pain, and dwell there one full, dark night; say nothing which would reveal your despair and look to no man with aching desperation. Sit there, alone and consider how this anguish...
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i never had a plan for you
you push and pull, like wolves at the door, and all i hear is this discordant humming. you play only the black keys, the sharp keys, and your music screams of pain. but isn’t that the choice? we’ve...
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Poets and Prostitutes
He was a lover of street prostitutes; not the sable-wrapped uptown girls bathed in Chanel No.5 and punishing Daddy by selling their tight-toned wares retail, but rather those wholesale working-class...
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UNFORGIVEN
That I could walk in peace, though past sins grieved, Or look upon the morning sun with relative ease. My path is writ in time sharpened stones, and I cannot find my way back home; indeed found Lost...
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