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McPoe
McPoe
We are ALL slaves, to something, or someone; who tho, is the Master?
Whispers in shadows Reveal the keymakers.     Infinitely     Traveling Ecko Resonation
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 5:25 PM UTC
Latin
I'm having a hard time letting go. Your soft embrace carresed my soul. Inspired, I rize to meet my fate. But fate, it seems, for me is waiste. Tasted and saw. LOVE IS LAW. and I; A criminal.
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Jan 21, 2016
Jan 21, 2016 at 5:24 PM UTC
a Con-Man & the Dove
Relation Linear (He was) First given, Last to take. O' sleeper, Wake.
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 1:35 AM UTC
Give & Take
I wonder, My worth. Free flying In-verse Never rehearsed These poems Just blurt, out And about, Bouncing From cloud To cloud Enlightened To conquer doubt A forceful shout, Can end a drought Where water lives Offerer of the gifts Controls our Metrons width Now, You Have entered in
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 1:22 AM UTC
just a crazy Truth
Take any two words... Make them relate. Truth isn't relative. You're just being fake.
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 1:13 AM UTC
one2punch
If ever I could leave; A finer Legacy... This universe, Lives in me.
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Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 1:10 AM UTC
Anti-corrosive
A tiny lump Of blackened coal My soul Engraved Entombed Enslaved Press your precious blank slate Upon hells rusty gate And shake. Stirred gently awake Spirits give AND THEY TAKE.
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Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 6:22 PM UTC
impressive
I bet Bilbo Baggins Would laugh at the self-proclaimed; tragic-melodramatic Ass-backwards actors Who proclaim with a loud verse Recited, and well-rehearsed But in secret their hearts doeth curse The Creator; of Universe.
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Jan 10, 2016
Jan 10, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC
One Ring...
He knows to stay away. His nature holds him sway. But hunger holds to thirst. And Blood has quenched the first. A white lie'n the pride of the Savannah A gentle lamb, who's name is Hannah. O'God reign heavenly manna! We eat in Peace. Though wars never cease.
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Jan 8, 2016
Jan 8, 2016 at 2:44 PM UTC
the Lion and the Lamb
A silver platter, I've never had. Only words for munitions By definition im smitten with'm Slow down the rythym Let the bass drop and then when it hits'm Spiznit the wisdoms Please consider your kingdoms! Held together by lectric power. Without it you'd be devoured By thoughts in the shadow-realm So batten the hatches-of-helm Scatter the ashes that fell Sell your attachments To hell And roll on your magical mystical Fantasical whimsical mythical journey-of-legend Let's leave a lasting loving legacy Lamenting is landing zone. Loud laffs appose. Poetry & pro's Just a thought; "I suppose"
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Jan 6, 2016
Jan 6, 2016 at 1:02 PM UTC
Gunsword