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Faces In The Deep
Serene is the scene I am greenfrom my spine you’ll find meanmeans to be a pristine lean machineflying above prey they pray I death bring. Thou art is part of your art Lordswords or absorb the orbs that boredmy Priest who sees me feel the mean chordaround the fan there was there before. Still the Continue reading
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For Today
A fortune teller once told meI’m gonna die but not breed.She echos in here now it seemsthinking of her means I bleed. I’m rugged down my spine,do to it what she does is fineafter she drinks her own wineshe wants my tongue inside. I please and I ease but no sleezeam I because a female Continue reading
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Billows Of Brevity
Brevity billows upon stars,explosions in the sky ask whythere’s circumference bizarre?There are tortured lives belied. Numb asssume do the fumesthat I’m ready for my flightso they take me away to fumeand burn out an ill fated night. Born from the womb painassuages and a smile is bornthats worn and adorned in storms;the innocent we are Continue reading
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King Of The Lonely
Forever ago there was a halo,bright upon my head I’m feddaily though it was ages ago;my first love I held thrice instead. Fourteen I was a pain misunderstood,at the end of dead end roadsthen in my twenty’s, then thirties I could notlet the dirty feelings not erode. I tried to move on with time,then time Continue reading
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A Reason A Season
So low inside of a flame lost,is the humble regret and cost. I feel the touch say goodbyeI won’t even bat a single eye. Understand I do the reasonsbecause for all there is a season. I low inside this flame lostfeel the steel and the frigid frost. I feel the touch say goodbyeand everything else Continue reading
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Men and Not Men (Trump Fans Need Not Read)
I’m so sick and tired of hearing Donald Trump’s name. I really am. When I was younger I wanted to join the Marines because I had respect for both of my grandparents who fought and valiantly served in the Pacific in World War II and Korea. To have heard Donald speak of our military servicemen Continue reading
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I’m Really Wishing I Was Born At 40
Women and men, women and women, men and men all can conversate with one another. It is in the fashion and way we do that shows our character. Civil conversation made with levity and calmness can lead to compromise. It is in compromise that truth and answers reveal themselves. While gossip, falsehoods, presumptions and assumptions Continue reading
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Together In Stormy Weather
Never change does the extentat which people don’t really see.That inwards I am torn askew;underneath agony. My view is a true blue is aspectthat stains my brain to great affect.What mom and dad do to youcan make you a wreck. Wars of the past turn skin blueviews of what the world meantwhen it went absent Continue reading
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Envy On The Altar
Victory I breathe you’d not believe,I seek a streak of thoughts to set me free.I have to listen to a song as I write all night long,glisten do streets until an infinity. I want to expand what I understand,plant down to the ground all strife.But if the time comes for me to face fatewith the Continue reading
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For The Moon…
I see the distant moon.I know it well.I’ve seen it from my room,twisting making me dwell in hell. In the inner thoughtsone will as one may notin the real world time is forgotyet even after me the moon will rot. In the chasm of gravity upheldinto a tomb close to my heartis a wound that Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 